She stirs her salad, eyes focused on her plate. A hint of vinegar hangs in the air. “I believe that although life is temporary, love…
Broken promises scrape the pavementon the walk home from our night out.I didn’t mean to let them fall;they just slipped through…
Look up at the moon, I am not your moon.I am the woman on the riverbed, hairrooted to the sediment, next to youand together we nurtured…
When we’d said goodbye,you mistakenly thought it meantI was leaving. You’d always underestimatedmy level of commitmentuntil I ghosted you.
Night flung itself over the city at such speed that we found ourselves sitting in the car and eating McDonald’s in mute darkness. We simply ate, no…