the crease in your cheek when you smile
it changes with your emotions
softer when you think I'm not looking
harsher when you're talking to your father
we both pretend
that the harshness hides the hurt
it doesn't
our hands never fit into each other
never clicked
dislocated shoulder being fixed
we had to mold our fingers together
every line continuing on the other's palm
I have to admit
you were so pretty
like uncanny melodies and heart wrenching lyrics
blurry chords and choking keys
smiling curls and parallels lashes,
a little scar on your temple from an archery accident
there was freckle near your left eye
I could see it especially well in the sunlight
remember our times in the sunlight?
honey on our tongues and glances
sweat on our necks and brows
shadows dancing on your face
sharpening your cheekbones and clear eyes
all angles and angels
yes, I chose you well
so angelic
and
so pathetic
