Crumbs of Us 2.0

Late night fridge glow whispers shame. Your name still on my tongue like Blame. Half a pint left, But it tastes the same. Crumbs of us on the kitchen floor. Licking salt like I want you more. Every bite's a memory sore. Crumbs of us, Nothing more. Chips and chocolate fill the Void. But nothing sweet can heal this Joy. Your shadow lingers, Love's unemployed. Fingers stained from love gone stale. Every crunch, a private wail. Crumbs of us on the kitchen floor. Licking salt like I want you more. Every bite's a memory sore. Crumbs of us, Nothing more. The freezer hums our final song. I thought love was forever long. But here I am with snacks of Old. Each flavor screams what we've Outgrown. Crumbs of us on the kitchen floor. Licking salt like I want you more. Every bite's a memory sore. Crumbs of us, Nothing more. Crumbs of More.