so did i
break your heart,
so did i
say something bad,
so did i
let you down,
or i was just not
enough for you?

(read forward, then backward, line by line)

I ran.
Not knowing what else to do
There was so much blood on my hands
It was mine
The kitchen knife
Caught in my chest
Guilt
Consumed by
Fear
I was heightened by
Adrenaline
But running on
Wasn’t enough
While trying to stay calm,
Losing control
It was me that would end up
Dead. Because
He was
In front of me
The whole time
It was too late
Trapped
I found myself
Locked in chains
My fate was
Death.

i have an affinity for cool **** and will spend the rest of my life trying
to explain how it feels to float.

and when i say cool **** i mean things that will make you swing the spotlight.

i finally have a night worth remembering and while im drunk in the uber, the driver hits two potholes.

they sync up to the kick-drums on the radio and i write that down so i never forget it.

but i never forget the things i write down, not because they're always there but because i gave them the time they deserved.

I feel foolish by the lack of words between us, and yet,
I sit here waiting for some sort of connection to magically happen,
The silence sounds loud when I think of you,
I have expected too much and once again, I end up in agony, although,
your voice is a melody that I can never get enough of,
and when your eyes twinkle like the stars in the sky,
it's because you're so far away in the galaxy and I can't stay,
I will search for the right words to make you come back,
we crossed paths accidentally for a reason, and even though I have never been a believer of coincidences,
I will wait and wait, and maybe if i am lucky,
I'll be enough for you.

i listened
to the sweet melody
you created
by the sweep of your fingers
curving those delicate fingers
making your skin tingle
and rattle.
kissing each note
with a soft greeting
but a hard farewell.
unveiling your soul
and all your intracies