The stubble left on your chin brushed my cheek and I couldn’t ignore the burning in my chest any longer. Our lips held a conversation without words and your hands found pieces of me that I forgot existed. I swore you were the one, but maybe it was just the tequila.

I have crawled across shattered glass
For you
There are shards of broken promises embedded in my kneecaps
My palms are a mosaic of your lies
All this blood paints a tragic statement perhaps
But I've held my tongue for so long
That I can only scream in sighs

I wish I could live
In the space between your fingers
And the guitar strings
Maybe then, I wouldn't ever feel lost

My skin danced with the leaves
In the fall
I felt like running through life
But I stopped to walk the trails with you

Colors felt crisper and there was a blush in your cheeks
I thought about pine trees

In autumn, just before every leaf fell
I thought we were falling in love
Again

Now the pines shake
Winter comes in brisk bites
Cold, cuts through my spine
And stains the front porch in ice

Something in the air
Makes everything turn quiet
The trees sleep, bark naked
And we keep walking side by side
In silence

I remember telling you that my favorite season is winter
But beneath these layers
My skins cracking like the icy terrace

Caution falling ice and snow
Stop, don't go
There's always an addiction
There's always a decision

The cold reels me in
With its sharp glistening light
But I find I get lost
In the blacks of your eyes

I wish I lived in the space between
Your lips
Because I keep dreaming for the sweet breath
Of spring's kiss

Please come soon.

I am no longer me
But pieces of others
Put together by fragments
Of a memory

You’re long sleeved pink shirt
The one I wore after spending the
Night, in your tower of a bed
I thought it fit just right

The umbrella you left by the door
Still shaking from the rain
It’s been here for eight days
But I haven’t reminded you to come pick it up

You’re lights with laser pointers
And black-light parties
Where we laugh and slosh alcohol on the floor
In cups we can’t afford

But I keep waking up to piles of empty
Beer cans, and a vacant bed

The note you gave me
When I sat in the passenger seat of your car
Staring at the hollow parking lot
We thought it was over

I shook more than I cried,
I thought I was over

It’s been months now
Since you flew to Florida
But I still keep the note in my wallet

I know you’re gone
But I want to let you know
The ink is fading fast

I am not me

I’m your sweatshirt
And his worn out blue jeans
Holes still fresh in the pockets
My things keep falling out

I’m the t-shirt you used to work out in
I’m the dollar bill
We use to snort up our confidence

I’m the empty container
Of Mary J. that I wished
We could’ve smoked together

I’m a darker shade of brown in my hair
I’m the **** of your cigarette
I’m the first one drunk on Friday nights
And the last one to wake up on Sunday morning

I’m no longer me
Can’t you see?

The sun bursts
An eclipse
In your eyes

I thought I saw stars
But your irises
Lied

I'm a sunflower
In the rain
Drowning from these contradictions

You give me air
In the spring
Just to burn me up
In your sun