fragments

us.

your fingers pressed to my chest, 

your soft lips whispering, 

"i can feel your heart beat." 

tongue grazing my ear, 

grinning innocently,

 like you had no damned clue what you were doing to me. 

i fell more you head first;

i fell for you like a crumpled leaf falls to the dead grass;

i thought maybe if i was with someone as dead as me

we'd somehow make each other feel alive. 

i thought if we created a big enough thunderstorm

there would be nothing left but the illumination of our lightning. 

i thought you'd kiss my demons away,

soothe the voices in my head,

and maybe you believed the same thing about me,

but in the end all we felt was 

empty. 

a sea full of secrets and lies,

dark and vast; 

when i turned to you in bed, 

i could feel the water pulling me down to it's depths. 

i could feel your fingers propelling me downward,

begging me to stay in the darkness. 

maybe you felt the same in me. 

i guess i'll never know. 

and maybe that's for the best. 

maybe there never was meant to be 

an us.