i think about youin fragmented pieces withsharp jagged edges.
the wind blew and hermind scattered onto the darkparts of the city.
thorns lace your ribcagethey’ve stolen your heartbeat andtricked you into love.
you planted too muchof yourself in a seasonnot ready for growth.
by the time the sun’sshadow reaches your window,i’m rising again.
your love is like smoke,tarnishing the air in a soft whispering haze.
dark and heavy airspills into my lungs just whenstars start to behave.
tiny moments doreveal a flicker of aspark. there’s fire near.