I remember the day
you described me
as "irrepairable"
and the very muscles holding my heart
faltered
the beat beginning to sound
like a mistake.

I remember the night
you stood by the threshold
holding the broken bits of cell phone
that the blossoming anger
(you were still so beautiful, face made up in rage)
strangled
straight
out.

I remember the evenings
the distance between
the spaces between our fingers
roared and mocked
sped up my pathetic heart
made my vulnerable breath
stain the window
which you grimaced over
forgetting how once
it had sighed your name
in your mouth.

I remember your face
as it stood over the facade
I put up
so that you would
find it in yourself
that the heat of my heart
was faltering.
that the strings holding me together
snipped, snipped, snipped till there
was nothing
but a collection
of maybes
and what ifs.

I remember my eyes
as they stare into themselves
in the cracked, haphazard
mirror
framing their deadness.

I remember once
they used to
have their own life.
a life
built
on
you.

never knew fever until your touch.

i am in love with:
people i have never met
places i have never been


i am in love with:
things i have not understood
things i will never understand

i am in love with:
touches that haven't reached me yet
touches that cascade down me, treat me like the rocks massacred by the waterfall

i am in love with:
words that fly away before i can breathe them in
words that drip down their brim till i am covered with their residue

i am in love with:
gazes that have not yet met me
eyes that will steal a look just so they can find another reason to breathe

i am in love with:
the cracks that have not found their way around my body
the residual forces that have not yet littered me in their attempt to move on

i am in love with:
feelings
words

i am in love with:**
how i am so loud and quiet
all at the same time
so that people forget
that i can suffer too

drink her voice; travel, whisper, capture.