The world was so bright and colourful
But it couldn't match you.
I think I loved looking at you
More than anything else.
Our days filled with laying amidst wildflowers
And drinking in each other's presence.
Enjoying the world in all it's beauty.
Atleast I think it was that way.
Your soft palm presses against my eyes.
I think you sense my hesitation.
"If you trust me, you'll let me guide you."
My heart is filled with that familiar warmth.
"Of course I trust you".
And so we walked.
I stumbled
But knowing you were right by my side
Was comforting.
You would tell me what the world looked like
And even though I missed it
I liked hearing you talk.
The world through your eyes
How blessed am I to know this.
When I fell and scraped my knees,
You whispered in my ear,
Your voice like honey,
"Don't be so clumsy, you stupid fool".
You laughed.
I didn't.
The days go on
You complain of the weariness in your arms.
I tell you you need not cover my eyes anymore.
And you press down so hard I see white.
My screams
Muffled by your hand.
"You don't need to say anything anymore.
I know what's best for you."
I wanted to apologize
For having upset you
But I didn't want to admit
You frightened me.
We keep walking
And I know you're annoyed
By my tears soaking your sleeves.
I loved you,
I loved you.
Why wouldn't you let me go?
I had been a fool
To let you cover my eyes,
To let you silence my voice.
I was too naive.
No,
I trusted you.
I trusted you,
And you made the choice to break that trust.
I bite down on the soft flesh of your hand
I thought I wouldn't do anything but kiss it.
I taste freedom
Before your blood in my mouth.
You didn't think me capable of such a thing
And to be honest I didn't think I could either.
I stand away from you,
The colours are blinding
And the light stings,
But I am no longer trapped.
I reach out to examine your hand.
You jerk backwards as though I'm poison,
I'm not blaming you.
Glaring at me, eyes red with rage.
I always thought red suited you.
Beneath it I can see the look of betrayal in your eyes,
The hurt.
We're young
Neither of us know any better.
You cry for help.
You trusted me,
You trusted me not to hurt you.
And I'm sorry I did.
It's easy,
To paint a battle,
When you're the hero.
Paint me a villan, I dare you.
You pride yourself an artist, don't you?
So go ahead, paint me in your blood.
You can tear down the cathedrals we built together,
But that won't erase the marks I left on you.
I don't know where you fled
And I have no desire to find you.
There was a time when I was willing to spend my life searching
If I lost you.
May the scar on your hand serve as warning,
Do not claim what you cannot cherish.
