strange to think we once had our terrified
shaking, heart pounding first kiss,
slipping on each other awkwardly and you asked
you had to ask, can I kiss you, and
that's what I was waiting for
and we once called each other on the phone all the time
and we once held each other impossibly close
I'm half a heart without you, sure
but my blood pumped straight out when you were gone
and all that blood was not once beautiful
it was just red.