Falling Up

wonder

I wonder what my skin looks like under rays of fractured light, in the bright harshness of a cracked phone screen filled with haunting thoughts.

I wonder what pictures of my lonely smile look like, trapped behind your busted escape. I wonder what you think of the soft glow of my skin in the brilliant sunlight, since you've left me behind.

I wonder what you think to yourself when you see pictures of me next to people, with a small smile and dimpled cheeks.

I wonder if you react the same as I do.

Do you feel your heart drop?

Do you feel your breath catch in the back of your throat?

Do you regret what you did?

I wonder if you've ever imagined me curled in the shower floor with the water slowly cooling around my skin because it rushed me to leave that place.

I wonder if you've ever thought about the repercussions of your actions.

I wonder what I look like in soft dresses and smiles, what I look like in dark jeans and boots, what I look like in half moon smirks and filtered starlight.

What do I look like to you?