sweet ink

write me something sweet,
she says.
something not
about the past year.
stop with
this path your on,
the dark
ink,
the dark heart you
own. stop the bleeding
and look at me.
see what you
see
not what's gone.
it won't always be
this way,
trust me on this,
you'll live to love
another day.
and it will be with
someone
more true,
more real
than anyone that's
gone away.