WHAT IS WISHED FOR ON LOOSE EYELASHES.
( may, 2019 ).
it took me only seconds
as i watched your back turn to face me
your head hung low
to realize that i would rather
feel the ground beneath my numb legs crack open
descend us to a never ending pit of despair
watch the sun burst
the world as we know it turn to ashes before i could reach for your hand
the stars cascade to the earth
the same way my tears trailed to the dead flowers beneath me
the end of the world would make my heart hurt less than to bury this love in a chapter i'll continuously be forever stuck in.
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yesterday's news.
Poetryxviii, april. (iv). gravestones as empty as the bodies buried beneath them. © playlist poetry
