all this time
my back was turned to your face.
I walked only on the paths that ran
anti-parallel to yours.
my hands grazed before me on the stone,
naked knees were scuffed and skin ragged
lugging myself along the grounds
as I crawled forlorningly away from you.
when honestly, the only destination
that I ever intended to arrive to,
was your arms.
Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 9:59 AM UTC
all this time
my back was turned to your face.
I walked only on the paths that ran
anti-parallel to yours.
my hands grazed before me on the stone,
naked knees were scuffed and skin ragged
lugging myself along the grounds
as I crawled forlorningly away from you.
when honestly, the only destination
that I ever intended to arrive to,
was your arms.
