My heart has spoken.

It's your turn now.

My dream world it was —

A castle I built in the sky.

It came crashing down.

in between downward dogs,
my phone buzzes —
again.
and again.

for fifteen whole minutes,
i leave you unread.

you’re drunk, smitten,
with someone i know,
someone you spotted
at a gig.

you send a live-feed
of your spiralling heart,
ask what to say,
if the moment does come.

i tell you to try.
say hi for me.
talk about music,
the crowd, the energy,
the way the incandescence,
blurry but kind,
makes them look soft
in that lavender light.

and you do.
of course you do.
you take a leap of faith,
while i sit here
in silence,
finding a hundred ways
to rehearse what my heart would
but my mouth will never say.

Cut me wide,
let the truth spill out

This isn't mercy,
it's the cost of doubt


I didn’t break the way you planned

I held the fire in my hands
You wanted quiet,

I roared instead

A hurricane

Inside my chest

You called it peace when you walked away

But I still wake with your name

Like a scar behind my teeth

Like something
I can't rinse clean


You left, but you still remain

A bruise I sing through every day
I wasn't still
I shook the ground

You wanted shadows,
I gave sound

No apology for thunder skies

I never learned to whisper lies

No soft goodbye,
no fading line

Just silence dressed up as divine

But peace should never taste like ash
And I still carry what we had

You called it peace when you turned away

But I still wake with your name

Not just a bruise, not just a sting

It’s carved into my everything

You left, but I remain

With your storm beneath my skin

I press my hands
to the shadow of you,
counting the quiet
between your breaths.

you are still here
but the air
already aches
like absence

as if I'm
cradling
your ghost,
begging it to stay.