please stay safe

I've been a bad person

I don't follow the instructions

you told me we were special

quickly I threw the idea out of my head

I'm a bad friend

you don't have to paint me good

I feel heavy with the lies

strong ties

never stopped for an update

walking without you

climbing high I realized

I was so low

I'm a bad person too

you don't have to paint me good

I feel blue

so warm and cool

don't cover up the truth

don't try and make it better

I'm trying to say goodbye without saying it

it's so hard to cut you off

when you sit me on a throne

don't paint me

let me erase myself

better

hate me

don't love me for what I'm not

blank faces
I still remember yours

your face in the dark
my pupils dilate

all the faces
I still want to see

don't turn away
I want to always remember yours

all these faces
none compare to mine

do you think it's good to forget our names too soon

faces
am I just a face
a stranger out of place

don't forget my name

why do all our encounters
fade away like a dream

You haven't moved
in several minutes,
a perfect model,
as if it were your goal.
The sun filters through
gauze and lace,
the peculiar mid-morning
light that muscles its way
across the wall
in grasping splashes.
Your tea is steaming
in its high-waisted glass,
& I hear half-sounds
escaping from your room.
I am the reporter
of your brown eye,
writing this moment
to you even though
it's already gone.