Sometimes I wish I could stop loving you, The way my feelings have faded for others, Like the sight of your car disappearing down the street After another too-short visit. I feel like I’ve loved you for years, Despite the calendar screaming, “It’s only been a few months.” Sometimes I wish I could separate the […]Read More Signs
I laid my head on his chest this morning.
It was startling how uncomfortable it was,
How nothing fit the way I thought it would.
I longed for your heartbeat in my ear instead…
Twice, I craved you.
Twice, I fell in love with the taste of you.
You became my favorite flavor.
But society says you’re bad for me.
When the world is falling apart,
Fault lines forming scars on your arms,
Focus on the little things, he said.
When I think of you,
My head is filled with the sound of spinning tires.
The wheels are turning,
But I feel like I’m getting nowhere.
I know I’ll probably drown but I don’t care.
The excitement of seeing the strange fish that live at the bottom of the world,
Far outweighs the fear that I may never come back for air.
I feel the way the moon would if all the stars died,
Like I’m stuck in an endless sea of dark,
Floating out of my control,
Begging the sun to light up the path in front of my eyes.
Isn’t it silly, the way we cover ourselves in armor,
The way we carry shields across our hearts,
The way we expect our lovers to turn into enemies,
Instead of just promising each other not to take that first swing.
Someone opened the door to my darkroom,
Streams of light attacking the film I’d been so carefully preparing.
As I stared at ruined strips of plastic it hit me,
You and I were like a photograph.
I quit drinking coffee,
But I missed the warmth as it crawled down my throat and into my stomach,
Which is why I started drinking whiskey.