i hear your voice
and i know nothing on earth
will compare to how my heart
skips a lifetime for you
until there are
no words left,
i'm yours.

i stare at these pages
as if the words
are going to be enough
to bring you back,
as if the blood spilled
will be all you need
to see that i'm right here.
yet once again,
all i'm left with
is ink stained hands
and a fracture in my chest.

i keep you with me always
you visit me
in the space between
sunset and moonrise,
in that world i belong to you.
keeping our memories
loccked up tight,
keeping them safe
in their heart shaped boxes.
i go back to them each night,
a land of whispered promises
and starlit worship.
i know if i could go back
there's not one i would erase.
despite the hurt,
despite the loss,
you were my masterpiece.

perhaps i should
hold you with
a little more caution.
after all, we've done
this dance before.
you love me in seasons,
giving me your all
before disappearing completely
leaving me to wonder
if i ever knew you at all.
your absence withers me,
yet i'm desperately hoping
for an endless summer.
despite everything,
you are the reason
poetry soars in my veins
and i'll always love
you for giving me
these words.