only ever caught a glimpse of love off of your windshield
nothing more than a reflection
closest encounter of such was when the windscreen shattered upon intimacy,
leaving these….. bruises i can’t get over
a colour somewhere in between azure and lavender that remains unclassified and unlabelled as of now
things without a name, like majority of the past and various faces.
i’ll admit i’ve lost sight of some.
some i’ve spent trying to recollect in contrast of being haunted by various locations i’ve yet to gather the courage to re-encounter
unavoidable, i’ve learnt.
too many to count using just two hands.
you’ve sewn the teensy bits of sadness in between your fingers
if anything they’re filling the gap that managed to find its way to you
scarred and bruises but darling you look fine, if not better off.
when it’s your time to go, wouldn’t you want the cuts to show?
Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 1:02 PM UTC
only ever caught a glimpse of love off of your windshield
nothing more than a reflection
closest encounter of such was when the windscreen shattered upon intimacy,
leaving these….. bruises i can’t get over
a colour somewhere in between azure and lavender that remains unclassified and unlabelled as of now
things without a name, like majority of the past and various faces.
i’ll admit i’ve lost sight of some.
some i’ve spent trying to recollect in contrast of being haunted by various locations i’ve yet to gather the courage to re-encounter
unavoidable, i’ve learnt.
too many to count using just two hands.
you’ve sewn the teensy bits of sadness in between your fingers
if anything they’re filling the gap that managed to find its way to you
scarred and bruises but darling you look fine, if not better off.
when it’s your time to go, wouldn’t you want the cuts to show?
