i accidentally wore my heart on my sleeve,
i accidentally gave it over coffee,
i accidentally tried to seem better ,
i accidentally drank far too much,
i accidentally fell into that bed,
i accidentally cuddled too close;

i wish accidents never happened

Break my bones
Cut off my fingers
All the unknowns
Are what still linger

The pain is a known
A definitive existence
The thoughts I hold down
Are what scare me shitless

I would take all of the pain
For that one answer I need
But my heart can't take it again
If it can't be freed

So slice me to pieces
Oh so slowly from the start
But, God, please please
Would you please spare my heart

I run my fingers across the surface
of the water.
Above ground pool.
I'm eleven.
You stare out your window,
you know I'm there.
So very Romeo.

I call to you.
I throw stones at your window.
My god, the innocence in an age
before cell phones, and Instant messages.
The freedom of love before email.

You press your lips against the glass.
Puckered. A kiss.
You didn't wear lipstick.
You were young still.
Little girls weren't yet taught
to think they were adults.
The grease from your lips left an imprint.
It wasn't shaped like a kiss.
It mostly looked like your cheek.

Above ground pool.
My fingers damp across the
always blue ripples of water.
So very Romeo.

There were notes, folded into tight and
puzzling shapes, and passed in class.
The checkmark appreciation game.
I kept them.
Unchecked boxes.
They were in my pocket.
They're gone now, but so are you.
So am I.

When I kissed you I had my eyes open.
I didn't know any better.
It was nothing.
A peck.
Everyone thought
we would be married one day.
I like to think that you knew better.
So very Romeo.

No woman ever,
cried so many tears
No woman ever
felt so many fears.

Time froze--

I love you- he said,
And he meant it
She did -with all her body
felt it.

Indispensable love it is,
forever they will be
-he believes.

I love you back - she said,
And no man ever,
with such love- has been fed.

Time defrosted--

As my spirit stood there,
watching her cry
to float through her soul
oh, I did try.

For another world,
one ticket I bought
and one last smell of me
she did cought.

It rang,for my departure
a loud bell
I just left,
with a deaf farewell.