this is not the end

There is only
One
When, as last out and
Turning them all
off

But lets not think
of these things
either good or
Otherwise

For the past is passed
even when most in mind
as if the jumping touches
and feeling those intertwined
limbs

it's hard though
to not miss
such little things
-ball point pen
heart tattoos
& stick men on islands

passing idle times with innocent
contact
without thought
just as it were my own