did she
forget
about me
?
air in my lungs
i will never exhale
sinking to be alone
dying for trust
.
we are stars
falling angels
shattered glass
dancing hearts
.
god's eyes
in
cherry syrup
pools
lips that seal
lies
i am enveloped
in shame
.
he said
"she
would be
with you
if she could
.
but she
doesn't
want
to admit
that"
.
does that mean
she loves me
like i love her
like spring sheets
roses with trimmed off
thorns and butterfly
eyelashes watercolor
kisses and hands held
.
perhaps she
would marry me
wed in october
when we started
speaking in whispers
,
but
i know
she is
afraid