Grateful for hello
Never want to say goodbye
Lets go back to start

But why did you leave?
It's cold without your presence,
I'll wait for you here.

I miss you in words that don't exist,
the way the moon misses the sun,
and plants miss rain in a drought.

I miss you in feelings that I don't understand.
When I scan rooms I only search for your face,
but it's never there.

I miss your smile, like I miss warmth,
even when it's sunny I don't feel it on my skin.
Your absence leaves a void,
I just want to be whole again.

When I grab scissors from my bedside table,
to draw patterns along the flesh of my thighs,
I try to imagine something beautiful.

I carve daisies and sunflowers into my skin,
like children carve pumpkins at Halloween,
and for a moment my body can bleed out the voices,
until they’re silent.