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I’d forgotten what it feels like.
I blame myself
for how we changed.
I blame myself
for the gaping fallacy
in our aching whispers.
Silence.
Can you hear the words
moving through our fingers?
Hand to hand
I feel you everywhere.
I wonder how it would be
if our whispers were never
witnessed.
Trees scarred my arms
with emerald tongues;
Rain ruined
my mask.
You took my withered hands
and painted a decaying world.
You did this, even though
you knew
I was impossible.
We were anchors.
I needed a distraction
from conscious thinking.
Your hands,
your fingers.
They were my distraction.
I dressed up in daylight dreams,
lined my eyes with endless nightmares
and left a lipstick stain
on our imaginings.
I’ve lived
in a state of suspension.
I promised
to love,
to live,
until my eyes ran dry.
Keep your eyes shut.
Keep your
Eyes
wide
shut.
You know you're beautiful.
We don’t need to see
what’s in store.
I’m straying away
from what we were
But memories still linger.
These moments
are too fleeting to remember.
If only we were real.
If only
this
was
real.
Your words to me,
to us
were dying lies.
I dug inside you
in search of starlight.
You scratched a hollow in me
in search of what I craved......
Everyone’s got their story.
Ours will never be told.