(i’ve a habit
of hiding
inside parentheses.)
it’s two o’clock in the morning
and all i can think about
is the way
your eyelashes
fluttered
after you winked at me.
photographs feed my urgency
as i drown myself
in thrashing, foamy
rivers that
glisten with memories.
we held hands
with linked fingers.
(we both acknowledged it.
i
wasn’t joking.)
with broken hearts, we were
magnetized. only
brute force
and the physical presence
of sixteen pairs of eyes
pulled us apart.
a logical explanation
was given
for the tipi. you must know
by now
that i take rationale
at face value.
if you’re a book, you’re
wide open
but your pages are written
in invisible ink.
i need to know
what you
know.
(as of now, the
you&me;
i dream of
exists only
in hypotheticals.)
Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 9:57 PM UTC
(i’ve a habit
of hiding
inside parentheses.)
it’s two o’clock in the morning
and all i can think about
is the way
your eyelashes
fluttered
after you winked at me.
photographs feed my urgency
as i drown myself
in thrashing, foamy
rivers that
glisten with memories.
we held hands
with linked fingers.
(we both acknowledged it.
i
wasn’t joking.)
with broken hearts, we were
magnetized. only
brute force
and the physical presence
of sixteen pairs of eyes
pulled us apart.
a logical explanation
was given
for the tipi. you must know
by now
that i take rationale
at face value.
if you’re a book, you’re
wide open
but your pages are written
in invisible ink.
i need to know
what you
know.
(as of now, the
you&me;
i dream of
exists only
in hypotheticals.)