“Strawberry Moon”

we were halfway through the silence

when your thumb broke the skin.

a sudden spray,

the emergency of your wrist.

a single drop fell onto your shirt,

and you dropped the pieces into my lap.

too many. too fast.

i would have peeled the white stringy bits for you.

i would have sat until my fingers were raw.

but the juice ran ahead of us.

you left me with sticky hands

too tired to hold you.

it ruined a love that would peel the world.

@the_softest_thing