The freckles that were splashed
so graciously across your skin,
and the pupils of your eyes
dilated in moonlight
high beams casted
carbon shadows
in between
each one of your ribs.
your hollow sadness
has also become physical .
I feel your stare through my bones,
And traveled across every mountain,
were the words you never meant to say to me,
yet they still burned me
like coals still scorched
from last nights fire.

I stole sideways glances,
and coveted phrases
that were never mine to keep.

I held your shattered pieces so long
even after you left,
that your brokenness
became a part of me.
I tried to wipe you away,
like the sleep in my eyes,
mornings alone
proceeding nights even more alone.
I found your sadness still spooning me at night,
you left me in a prison.