her smile is the hand that is placed above my heart as I sleep.
The way she looks at me if disgusting.
but that’s only because the absence of love flourishes in the garden of my regret, and never has a plant so far rooted joined me in the underworld
the pain of knowing she breaks people is the blood that pumps me into a new day;
where have you been??
we walked through the sidewalks together, your pace along one damaged cobblestone to the next made my breathe louder…
I kept it as soft as I could for you, the scream your throat was too embarrassed to sing along my eye lids became the language only my heart knows how to speak…