she had the audacity
to create me
with her own existence

she had the audacity
to subject me to life
with the promise of her love

she had the audacity
to spend her life
putting conditions on her love

i had the audacity
to love in shades of pink
as well as blue

i had the audacity
to drink in shades of red
as well as white

i had the audacity
to live
as well as she created me to

i had the audacity
to destroy me
with my own existence

she had the audacity
to mourn a life she created
with the promise of her love

the audacity

you didn’t mean
to rearrange the furniture
in your heart

but before you knew it

shelves were clearing themselves
to make room for me

Let’s play a game
truth & dare
and let me tell you that
truth hurts
but I dare to say
...
I love you

the thing is—
i could play
with the hands
of every clock
and the timing
would still
never be right
for us

I saw you last night,
I wonder if you saw me.
You confessed to me,
without me being there.
Your mask was off,
your bruised face showed
with scars from your failures,
you didn't hide them this time.

You came clean,
declared your love,
told me your deepest secrets,
your worst fears.

You took me to your studio,
and showed me,
all the things you loved about me,
you had painted them
so detailed ; beautiful
I wonder if you saw me there,
as you were talking to yourself