It feels like it could be.
You creak the door open.
I had a bad dream.
Can I come get in bed?
The word no,
Screaming in my head.
As my body instinctively,
Moves to make room for you.
I miss you, you say.
Did you miss me?
How does one not miss,
Their favorite little skeleton,
I tell you.
You curl up between us,
And look at me with those eyes.
Eyes I haven’t seen,
In a thousand years.
I’m sorry, I say.
You tell me that you know,
That’s why you have to keep,
Reminding me,
So I don’t forget.
Thieves don’t deserve,
Peace from their crimes.
And I stole,
All that was good in you.
Can I hold you tonight?
You tell me to,
Hold him instead.
But I can’t make,
My arms reach out,
To the man,
Who is fueled by hate for me.
Please don’t leave,
I ask of you.
I don’t want to be alone.
Then make him,
Want to do it.
I don’t know how,
I sob into the night,
As you disappear,
Leaving me with,
Everything I destroyed.
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