you know
sometimes i miss first winter snow.
sometimes i miss your stare, your words, your scent.
i rarely say this,
but im all yours in the end.

you know
sometimes i cant sleep days, and weeks at most
sometimes i 'm so deep in my thoughts
resemble ghost.

you know
sometimes i wish you'd mend what has been broken
sometimes i wish you'd say what's left unspoken
sometimes i wish you'd solve what has been tangled
you know
sometimes i wish
love weren't violent.

yes you could say i daydream way too much
sometimes so often, boundaries disappear as such.
it's easier
to climb the stairs with wings
but my escape-
a run on broken limbs.

every step i take causes so much distress
every breath rips apart ribcage
in this race
you know
sometimes i miss first winter snow
because i met you on the day
it covered my sore wounds
with innocent pure glow.

now there is mud
and slash
quicksand.
i rarely say this
but im still yours in the end.