Caliber trucks
and seafoam guitars
and Earl Sweatshirt
Remind me of you.

Stretched lobes
and broken cigarettes
and Bali Shag
Remind me of you.

The Legend of Zelda
and q-tips
and the color pink
Remind me of you.

The cold wind blows,
and the sidewalks ice over,
and I can't set foot
into 7-Eleven
without thinking of
you
you
you

And it hurts,
it truly does.
My heart has shattered
time and time again,
but not like this.
No, never like this.

And what a misfortune it is
to spend these frigid days alone,
heartsick and distressed.
But alas,
I have seen it all before,
so I will sit here,
as the cold wind blows,
and I will smoke my cigarettes,
and I will walk this godforsaken path
accompanied only
by the silence of the snow
because you have moved on
and so should I.