The other day I stuck my finger in the electrical socket, just to get one ounce of the spark you gave me with your touch. My finger tingled for an hour but it didn't give me my fix.
This morning I cried so hard that my room became the sea. I sailed away on my bed and promised to never go back to the person I was yesterday.
Last week I snuck up a building downtown just to have the feeling for a split second that I had made it to the top. I laid on my back and tried to grab the stars; "the most beautiful things just out of reach" you told me once.
This afternoon I went on a drive to clear my mind. On accident I turned in the wrong direction, but I wasn't opposed of going all around the world to get to where I was going.
Last month I threw out everything in my room hoping that clearing it would also clear my mind. I found the card you gave me years ago and slipped it under my bed. I obviously missed the purpose.
Tonight I sat outside the loneliest gas station in the world. I watched the fluorescent lights flicker on and off. I figured it was counting the seconds it took for me to realize that you're not with me this time to walk out with two slushy's and a deep breath telling me not to worry.
Last year you told me that you loved me. I felt my heart fill up with every single butterfly on earth. Even when I felt my emotions could bend the universe, I didn't say it back.
Right now I'm sitting at our bench on Main st. Bees fill the deep crevices of my heart and a million stings hit all at once. Each car that passes by reminds me of that fragile night when ours turned the world upside down.
I stayed there, my neck askew, the ground above my head, out from the metal shell. No clue in the world that you had vanished from your own exterior. Unfamiliar faces surrounding me and caressing my bruised body, leaving yours, unloved, under the sheets.
I sit at this bench, wondering if I sit long enough, the world will end and start over again, and you’ll come walking up to sit next to me, and I’ll never let you leave. I sit at this bench, reach for the stars still, trying to grab the most beautiful thing just out of reach.
changed some things around recently.