gazing at this man
i notice
behind his eyes
you can see
the way he loves is almost like wind and rain.

it is soft and gentle,
pure and fearless,
passionate but innocent.

as he looks up
gaze meeting mine
i hope
his wind and rain
longs for my earth and fire.

your shoes.
the laces frayed and tangled.
just like me.
your shoes.
pure white fades to something *****.
just like me.
your shoes.
missing a forgotten sole.
just like me.
your shoes.
cheap leather peeling more and more every time it is used.
just like me.
your shoes.
are just like me.
you love those shoes.
you love me.

the first time he told her he couldn’t love her she asked

       what did i do wrong?

the first time he told her he would never love her she asked

         why am i not enough?

-part 2

the first time she told him she loved him he asked

     how

she looked him in the eyes and said

     how could i not

-part 1

i remember crying
asking him to stop
as he held me down
face in a pillow
some people call this
*******
probably because
they know
men are dogs

you stick your head out of the window to look at the stars.
star gazing.
star tripping.
come down from space !
get your head out of the cosmic cloud you claim is "love" (!!!)
do you not understand ?
you’ve become a black hole devouring me like i am easily replaced.
you crave the attention of other planets,
never satisfied with my atmosphere.
but i would give you the entire solar system if i could.
you wouldn’t take it from me.
you would take it from HIM.
you stick your head out of the window to look at the stars.
i never knew the stars had their own agenda in mind.
i never knew the stars could be so selfish.