let’s just sit in the shallows of our souls

and maybe you will trace my skin

onto parchment paper

run your fingers down my veins

my spine will forget about your lies

and remember your lips

i press your heartbeat against my chest

to feel you alive

because you don’t laugh anymore

i need to certify your existence

you feel like a ghost

slipping through my fingertips

the thunder in the clouds

matched the pounding in my head

i had nothing left to give you

when you left me there for dead

i will turn to dust here

in this fading place