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ani Feb 2017
they told you blue wasn't your color
i've never seen you wear blue
on your worst days you bear a striking resemblance to lightning but even then the color they describe pales in comparison
a light spectrum senses depravity next to you
the word "sadness" falls nowhere near your line of vocabulary
and if i could promise you one thing
it would be that blue would look so good on you
if you ever gave it a second glance
ani Dec 2016
there is sincerity in the distance between us. i think i owe you an apology. you keep me at arms length only because i asked you to, yet all i want is to bathe in your presence like i owe you something. to follow the lines of your lips with words unspoken. "death to a saint," you will tell me, "this is not you." i will kiss away your remaining sanctity, like light kisses away dark depths of forgotten i miss you's and the sound of your pleas — they sound a lot like "tell me something good to get me by."
  Dec 2016 ani
Darkly
"...I'm sorry, but reading 'An Introduction to Probability' won't help you with this sort of thing. I mean, I believe there is the possibility that we will fall in love."

pause

"But what do I know?"
We get in the way of ourselves too often.
ani Dec 2016
i am your liberator so pay attention. for freeing you has never felt so good. i kiss the line of lies away from the corners of your mouth and smudge sweet nothings into your lips with mine and now i do not know if i am more a savior or if i slept the title away into your arms because now all i know is the way your drowsy sighs feel like i am coming home.
i left you in my bed this morning and when i return you will be gone and though you will be back i still feel like my heart has been chewed up and spit back out right into your hands

— The End —