words for the wind

XXX

when my name slipped through your lips for the first time, 

I knew you were special.

you had a wild look in your eyes,

a look that begged to be cured.

I used my lips as bandaids for your wounds

and my touch in hopes that I would heal you 

in the places that you had been torn apart.

there were moments when you looked at me

like I was the moon and stars in your galaxy.

did you not see the empty look in mine?

my touch was cold against your warm skin

and my lips dry against yours.

for it wasn't you I was trying to save.

maybe you realized that

and maybe at some point you were trying to save me instead.

but I don't want to be saved.

I tried telling you with stares and touches.

but you didn't quit.

now you're gone and when your name slipped through my lips

I didn't know it would be the last time

but I think you knew.

because you had me figured out from the beginning.

you knew I was searching for something.

and that something wasn't you.