i ache in areas i didn't know could feel pain
like a stepped on leaf—brought by disdain
i bleed in crevices i thought i had fixed;
but my body seems to deny the remedies —it ditched

the cries;
the laughter,
the shattering thunder
makes my heart unnaturally falter

the heaviness;
the rage,
the unforgiving phase,
the me you cannot replace


the heave and squeal,
the dying of zeal,
the red as it shed—
and the blue once its dead.

as I dressed up this morning
I whispered your name
took a deep breath and got excited
that I'd see you again

when I got here this morning
I saw the colors of your back
I was thirsty for your language
but your silence was qualified

I thought we'd kiss
then scream sorry for all that went wrong
but I guess that could probably stay in my head..

I just thought you'd make my day..
my day was yours.