"Do you love me? Do you even care?"
No
I'm too wrapped up in lives
I've made for myself to notice
your aching heart laid plain before me
I'm stuck with one foot in each reality
I want the dreams to hold me
I want you to live your life
I want more than the steepness of mountains and slopes of ice
I want more than the atoms of my body
closing in, leashing the stars imploding
in ancient blue-hazed rituals
I want a life with you
but I can't live like this much longer
and still be the same person.
I do love you.
YOU ARE READING
little blue flowers
PoesiaA collection of original poetry by Ella Petrichor. Highest Rank: #152 in Poetry (6/14/18) **COMPLETED** ::Excerpt:: "betrayal along the seams" A melancholic pallor lining her face She stood in the doorway Beating the shit out of that old rug As thou...
