god please just come back come
back. i am ripped apart and
shredded into the tiniest pieces
and scattered on the floor. they are
so small that I don't think anyone
would be able to pick them up
even if they wanted to. I swear I
haven't slept a full night since
my fingers weren't allowed to
have yours anymore and I want
your words to be meant for me
again. when do I get to call you
mine and know you aren't going
anywhere? I don't know how to
hold all the aching in my chest
and not have it spill out of my
mouth every time you're around.
I miss your knees and your movie
collection and the way you said
my name so that it sounded like a
promise. you were always enough.