Tomorrow will be the reminder that its all just a blur of oasis and vodka.
AIMEE C. HOVEYTomorrow will be the reminder that its all just a blur of oasis and vodka.
AIMEE C. HOVEYAnd didn’t I used to say “live fast, die young” right up until it was your last day too soon, with me under the sun.
AIMEE C. HOVEYAll those questions that I was too afraid to ask? In the end I lay down cold welcoming the answers to tear me in half.
AIMEE C. HOVEYAnd you, you’ll always be the most brilliant mystery a masterpiece of october midnight hauntings my best dressed trauma at the evening masquerade.
AIMEE C. HOVEYThere’s a destitute side, a breakdown in me. My subversive pursuit to finally be free.
AIMEE C. HOVEYI miss you now since you were here than you never where. I’d forgotten what its like to watch the world with you and how much you feel like home.
AIMEE C. HOVEYThankyou for showing me not everything with love will leave.
AIMEE C. HOVEYI meant every word I said. And I hate that it would mean so much to me, to know that I cross your mind occasionally.
AIMEE C. HOVEYRomeo and Juliet have nothing on this story, all the places we will go, or down in drumroll glory.
AIMEE C. HOVEYI’m holding on so tightly to the promise that if nothing lasts forever, someday, this sadness will end too.
AIMEE C. HOVEYSome things change and some things never will. A night spent with an old friend, my heart is full.
AIMEE C. HOVEYTell me, please how I’m ever meant to forget these exact words that you said – “you have my heart you stole it and I’m fine with that”
AIMEE C. HOVEYIts like you sat back and listened saw everything it would take you learnt how to hurt me perfectly and then could hardly wait.
AIMEE C. HOVEYThey say what is lost can always be found in the last place you look but I wouldn’t be so sure that you’ll ever see this version of me again.
AIMEE C. HOVEYAnd as I gave up the fight to leave the forever in my heart behind, I made friends within the hellfire beast that will always burn a little too close whilst you remain out of reach.
AIMEE C. HOVEYHow disheartening and yet a kind of relief that you too turned out to be just like all the rest. How freeing it is to watch the sun rise and set without you.
AIMEE C. HOVEY