you ruined that nail polish
and now
you’ve ruined that black dress
that night you called me on the phone
my hair half curled
i was sitting on the rim of the tub
as you told me you didn’t want me
staring myself in the eyes
the asymmetry of my reflection
and your voice
close to my ear
one. last. time.
only you could hurt me like that
one syllable words
i never wanted to pass through your lips
though you’d never know it
because it wasn’t until you said goodbye
and I turned away from my own prying eyes
above the bathroom sink
that I let the pain consume me
i allowed a hole to form in my chest
a gaping void that won’t seem to heal
hard as I try
you did this to me
you. broke. me.
now I cry on the cold bathroom tile
while you live your life
none the wiser
Oct 6, 2022
Oct 6, 2022 at 12:05 PM UTC
Writing letters to no one.
Writing letters to friends.
Writing letters to lover.
Who left in the end.
Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 10:29 PM UTC
I won't tell you the answer.
Everything all at once is quite possibly nothing
Maybe everything is glass.
Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 10:26 PM UTC
Oh, to be desired.
Yet, we all have our give and take.
Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 10:23 PM UTC
I’ve told you time and time again,
But you like hearing those words linger on my lips
And hesitate around your ears.
So, I’ll tell you once more.
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 10:26 AM UTC
Wouldn’t it be nice,
To make something beautiful out of words.
To let every lick drip from your lips.
Thick, like paint on a canvas.
Oct 28, 2018
Oct 28, 2018 at 7:34 PM UTC
Let the tide take me.
I want to watch the world slip away
And become a fantasy
I wouldn’t mind to forget.
Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 1:44 PM UTC
And as he walked away,
The sun painted him a silhouette against the burning sky,
Unyielding in its desire to embrace every detail.
Pouring itself over every dip and every curve
as to confirm that nothing was left untouched.
Its body melted around him
In manners that mirrored the water.
Drifting mindlessly with the weight of his strides,
Staining his skin with its zealous touch,
And capturing him in an aureole of blazing liquid amber.
Its brilliant masterpiece grew more and more vibrant.
Stretching throughout the sky like flames of a fire,
Touching the edges of the earth and the beginnings of the sea.
Shimmering into an overpowering presence,
One that left him oblivious to anything else.
Like how the wind longed to asked for a dance
Hopelessly trying to bring him to life,
And tirelessly wrapping itself around him;
Eager to feel the radiating warmth of every effortless motion
But failing to be noticed.
Failing in ways nearly identical to the sand
How desperately it tried to get his attention.
But he remained untroubled by how it brushed around his feet,
And struggled to latch on,
Creating a halo of particles that would lift and fall as gently as the tide.
Even so, the water possessed an ineffable pull
One so undeniably real that it enthralled his mind
And as soon as the water was close enough to reach out its hands
He was there;
With no hesitation and no second thoughts.
He gave all of himself into its lure.
Completely letting go of control
Subconsciously giving it permission
Granting it the ability to dictate every reaction, every notion,
And every breath.
In return he moved in time with the water.
Generous in what he allowed his fingers to grasp
But his fervent heart and overwhelming wild eyes,
Were relentless in their desires.
And left the rhythmic push and pull submissive to his wills.
And so,
He walked away.
Enveloped by his addiction
Consumed by his passion
And lost in his lover.
Sep 21, 2018
Sep 21, 2018 at 2:07 PM UTC
Strange how quickly things can change
And just how easily roles can be reversed
Aug 5, 2018
Aug 5, 2018 at 6:42 PM UTC