She was a thrifted sweater and denim and jersey knit sheets Pizza breath and red wine and toothpaste Alabaster skin and knotted hair and freckled shoulders A tangible dream and my favorite good morning She agreed to let me kiss her and I agreed to let her slip my shirt over my head before she became Blood and tears "I trusted you" and "I’m sorry" Midnight poems and a drunk "I need you" I’m afraid I loved you like the way I wrote