I.
The window will always be closed between us -
you never gave me enough room to breathe.
II.
"Open the window,” you laid on my chest, suffocating me
and I needed some fresh air to get rid of your scent
III.
I leaned out and peered over the edge,
wondered just how long it would take to finally meet
The ground below if I leaned a little bit further and
Just let go, attempting to fly like the baby bird I
Always pretended to be.
IV.
The light filtered through and
The sound of traffic (brake squealing and honking)
penetrated my mind, knocking all
Thoughts of you (laughing and talking)
Out of my thoughts
Good riddance
Car accidents always sounded better, anyway
V.
My breath fogged up the glass
and I wrote you love
letters that disappeared
just as quickly as you did
But we were always meant to be
temporary just like
notes made out of
warm breath and window panes.