I believed that I had etched out exactly what I needed from you,
When my grandmother stopped working in the back garden last year.
You misread every feeling that I sent to you across the night sky.
Somehow, you did too much and not enough at the same moments.

Dear God, I pray that I can fall in the crack between and love you the way you need to be loved.

I never want you
To feel sad
Because of
Me

So
I will feel sad
Because of
You

Pull the knife out, please
I don’t know if you can tell
But you’ve done enough to make me feel it

Stop twisting it into me, please
I know that you want it to hurt
I’ve been hurting for a long time now

When your fingertips graze my skin under the covers,
I forget where my body begins.
Melting into you as the wick touches the
Wax of the vanilla candle in the corner.

Mark my words
Never fall for a heart
Filled with music
They'll turn the car radio
So high that you'll drown
And they'll unplug your
Favorite song without knowing

consciousness
we try to recognize the hands that lended it to us
and fear the day when we must return it
but we forget to cherish it, the sacred gift

how could we think, feel, and love without it?
it defines for us what it means to be human
what it means to be alive

I have broken into many graves
Stolen peace from lifeless bodies
What I am searching for is not there