Amelie's Flavor

...Just not what you are looking for

And even if it was, 

these time I'd be looking through a parallel where you haven't let me smell your hairs flavor 

The existence of nonexistence nerves,

the existence of nonexistence whispers 

(them calling) 

So you could angle each side of my body,

so I could touch you without feeling envy

Envy of a body who will never be mine

But I liked you, 

and not I can't take off my bandages

I wish you happiness with her

Hopefully, fake scenarios will stop

Hopefully, androgyny will figure in my body

Hopefully, it will get better

It will get better, but not with you

But not on a kid's spring filled with white roses