A Stranger in My Shoes

I think,
I let a stranger,
Live in my shoes,
Because my life,
Doesn't feel like mine,
And I can't remember,
What his favorite thing is,
Or how he smells,
Or if he ever,
Looked at me,
The way he looks,
At her,
And every time,
My heart breaks,
Just a little more,
Every time,
I can breathe,
A little less,
And every time,
My heart shrinks,
Inside my chest,
Because I'm forgetting,
The boy,
Who made me choose to live

7/22/14 - 11:05 PM