the downfall of an opportunity.
May 2, 2013 § 1 Comment
you shattered all of the good intentions i had
and replaced them
with doubt. so i could try & try to
let your words soothe all of my angry misgivings but
the memories are just too much now:
there is no room for optimism.
somehow i managed
to conjure up more trust for you to
while you held me tightly to your chest
but the wet lies you tucked into my folds
were like pouring salt onto even the stickiest glue
and now that we have fallen apart,
you lick your fingers and drink enough water so its as if
we were never even there.