i. prologue
we loved between the lines,
in places unknown where my heart still resides. the corners of football fields
and tennis courts under nightfall where your lips
met the dips of my collarbone
are why my knees go weak
with your mention.
you loved to keep me hidden like a secret too softly whispered to hear, too shadowed to see you ever loving me, a secret you no longer wished to keep. the only tie you have to me
are a handful of broken memories.
so as they haunt me,
i hope they haunt you.
ii. body
like my lips lingering in the sweetness of cherries
dyed the same hue of innocence's first lusting.
remember the softness of my skin between your teeth like the linen of your sheets
that we draped over our vulnerability.
feel yourself shiver with winds mimicing the lack of warmth in my eyes, two small pieces of midnight, feel it dance through your hair like my fingertips.
while you hide in blanket forts, recognize the my arms' old habit of holding you through winter nights.
iii. goodbye
you taught me how to make love out of secondhand scraps, oceans out of baby blue eyes, truths out of lies.
and while you were making a fool out of me,
i'm sorry i couldn't make a man out of you.
now the burden rests on new shoulders
that will wear with time,
thank fucking god because
baby, you're not mine,
anymore.
[a/n]: good fucking riddance.
