with nothing to say my head is full of thoughts. lingering stains fill my mind and words with salt touch my open wounds. they closed right up when i asked you to leave and everything i had forgotten i disliked about our relationship i remembered and that was enough for me. i waited for love to resurface but my own resistance reminded me i had had enough. and places i was asked to fill were now empty and you took from me my happiness in order to make yourself feel better. but i laid in your stains and i cried in your absence.