Permanent

I knew things changed when you wouldn’t stay up with me anymore to listen to my thoughts or to fill the empty silence with the sound of your off tune humming I guess I should have noticed when you stopped smiling but I didn’t know a change of tone meant a change of heart you changed your mind just as often as your eyes changed colors every single day and if I didn’t think things were different before you forgot my voice i got the hint when I saw your mom and she looked at me with a forced smile and I don’t love you but I loved the way you’d draw on my back with your fingertips as if you were mapping out your whole life step by step I didn’t know those plans didn’t include me and I loved how you drew on your body with non permanent ink because you couldn’t decide on a permanent tattoo and when someone asked you said nothing lasts forever and I wondered how that could be true when I still feel the numbness in my throat from when you told me you’d always be alone