You dream of someplace
where the men have better
reasons for calling and you
no longer feel so alone.

Where the sun shines
without the inevitability
of the rain, where the skies
aren't blackened by the
smoke of his cigarettes.

You'll exhale the fresh air,
and you won't remember
the colour of his eyes or the
scar above his left brow.

You'll forget how he
smirked when you said
that you loved him.

You're moving on, the
past will no longer suffocate
you with the fragrance of
its cheap perfume, you'll
learn to count the days rather
than to tick them off.

One day you'll step
forward without looking
back and you'll realize
you are infinite and he is
just a glitch in time.

little talks exchanged between two wandering strangers.
a girl who smiles at him to unravel love's dangers.
hearts that beat with no feeling.
fingers that touch, skin that's cold, and peeling.

big talks exchanged between the wiser and the younger.
a boy who avoids her smile in order to become stronger.
hearts that beat within confined sealing.
hands that join, then part, and forget feeling.

loving whispers that wander about in a crowd.
their love for each other was too skinny to be loud.
hearts that beat.
something, then nothing, and repeat.
:)