needs with strings

oh what a life
to be wasted by
my haunting
past.

i loved,
but i failed
like so many of us,
us hemmingways

we can't all be saints
but goddamn it,
i am sure as shit we
are going to fucking try

fuck it,
time for bed

here is my last photo
i ever took of you
i see it now
i feel that
void i found so long
long ago

like i said,
fuck it,
time for bed