Can’t catch this hue of you
I’m a scathing black in the midnight blues
An overcast sky, blanketing blister-paced eyes
Hangs right above my neck

I’ve brewed restless ache
It settles deep in the space
Between my lusts and restraints
Scared to death either way

I’ve let the blood in my skin
Sink into bones and teeth
Crimson flush under limbs
Stiffer than death

I’m all I lack

"Why are you wearing shorts? It's cold out!"

Why?

I enjoy the way the chilled wind feels --
it makes me feel alive.
The way the goosebumps raise on my pale legs reminds me that I'm human...
Sometimes I just need a reminder.

i know
i know i should
move on
or at least
try to verge away
from the idea that you
will ever come back again
but there is still
that little part
of my heart
telling me that
you will maybe return
and that tiny
fragment of
false reassurance
is all i need
to stay clung onto
the idea that maybe
just maybe
you will come back
and be mine again

You know how you wake up?
You swing your legs out of bed
and walk.
You don't look for the ground
to make sure the floor's there.
Because the floor's always there.
Until one day,
it's not.
And you swing your legs out
and instead of your feet hitting the floor,
you fall right through.
No warning
to let you brace yourself.
No signs
to let you know it's leaving.
It just
leaves.
And now, you're constantly checking the ground
as you walk to make sure
you don't fall again.
I never expected to fall right through
the way I did.
I used to wake up for you.
Now, i don't even know
how to get out of bed.