Say my name
Say it gently
Use your words
To caress me
Speak your thoughts
Speak them out loud
Confess your love
Amidst the crowd
Scream your wishes
Scream your dreams
Make your reality
Better than it seems
Whisper your pain
Whisper your fears
Release the tension
Wipe away your tears
Open your mind
Open up wide
Let my love in
Let me inside

There are many ways I could choose to remember you, all as true as the next.*

You are the way you teasingly call my name when we’re playing hide and seek, *you are not the way you spit the same name when we are having our final fight.

You are the way your fingers intertwine with mine as we walk through the weekend flea markets looking for additions for our collection of useless vintage things, you are not the way you slam your fist into the wall and bruise your knuckles to stop yourself from bruising my face instead.

You are the warm brown eyes that gaze into mine as we sit on the patio sipping our coffees on the cool Sunday morning, you are not the bloodshot eyes blinded with anger that glare at me hard enough to pierce my skin like a blade.

You are the giggle in your voice as we convince the guards we were ‘just lost’ when they catch us in the forbidden areas, you are not the scream engineered to a decibel just right to shatter the glass of my heart.

You are the sigh curled around my name as we collapse onto the bed together, consumed and satisfied and happy, you are not the way you sigh with such exhaustion and finality that my breath catches in my throat as I know the only words that could come next.

You are the way you whisper ‘I love you’ under the pale moonlight when we stroll through the park and you say you can’t imagine ever living without me, you are not the way you whisper ‘We aren’t meant for each other’ when you realise that you can.

You are the way you held my hand for the first time, nervous and excited but just perfect, not the way you push mine away as you walk out my door for the last time.

You are the way you run towards me every time I come back from being away, *you are not the way you walk out my door for the last time, without ever looking back.

A man tries
to crawl down
a whiskey bottle's
neck
         finds
no bottom
only finds an
endless ocean
of doom in which
to drown
slowly.

  ~mce

Roots* will protect your head from the ground

As it falls through light, space and sound

From far up high, from where the thunder rolls

Behind clouds pink-orange, white and gold.

It is still dark
When driving through the
Morning haze.

On my way to
A job that doesn’t
Feel like “work “.

Thinking of you,
And the way your lips
Fit with mine.

The sky turns pink.
I recall sleeping
Next to you.

The clouds are orange.
Remember my nails
On your back?

Atmosphere bright.
Asking, “What is love,
Exactly?”

The sun blinding.
Blazing I miss yous;
Bright goodbyes.

I’m at work now.
Fatigued; lack of sleep
In my eyes.

Up all night
Since you broke it off
Yesterday.

I’ll brew coffee
For myself; not two
This morning.

The sky is calm -
Ordinary day.
Naked eyes.

I miss you like
You missed the desert.
No surprise.