Where did it go now, all that you thought was worth a fight?

It's all but become just a passing thought in spite (E Minor - Other Lives).

The only part of me I left behind with you

was a hamburger with a bite taken out of it,

I wasn’t hungry the night we had met,

And you took it,

Wrapped delicately in its plastic container,

And placed it in your fridge for me to pick up tomorrow

Or later that night,

But I knew that I would never be back for it.

It makes me sad that I don’t remember how it tasted,

And that you probably threw it out the next day,

Fries and all.

Just know that if you had left your hamburger behind in my fridge,

With a bite mark around the edge of the patty in the shape of a moon crater,

I would have made sure you would have gotten it back the next day,

And if all else failed and you were halfway across the universe before I could see you again,

I would have eaten it in your memory,

Trying to recall if this is how you tasted that night I kissed you.

I'm hungry.