sun shines in the grass
it bends light through a green sea
forever summer

listen to the empty room
hear the pained whispers
they are deep in the walls
in the patterned paper

the coldness of the air
is the coldness of their breath
this is what it feels like
to have nothing left

the creaks in the floor
are the aches in their bones
pain caused from
years of feeling alone

the color of their hearts
is the same as the grass
green with envy
and a jealous past

I remember when you first said my name.
It was like any other person saying it.
Except that
Which each passing time
It became more and more like a secret.
Something only you and I shared.
You would look at me,
In the eyes
Blue locked on blue
And say “Emily”.
And with each passing time,
Your mouth turned up more and more.
And then less and less.
I remember the last time you said my name.
It was like any other person saying it.
Except that
I had never wanted to be called anything else
More than I did in that moment.