Eyes glazed over, Another daylight dream cutting kisses from invisible lips. A ghost coexistent to the touch of fingertips. I have lost the my faith in first impressions. I've lost my faith in you. I can't remember when I stopped writing in cursive But i knew it had something to do with consequence, a crush of esteem. I taste your name in a stale complexion. A burden lost in my world. I taste your name in the sky, in the sun, In the stars no more resurrections.