My stomach churned at the absence of your voice
There’s been a child crying through the door for the past hour
But neither of us have moved
There is a lack of comprehension
Standing like pillars in the room with absolutely no roof
You would think there would be some stars
But there were none
There were clouds, yes
But every time you pointed out a shape
I couldn’t see it
I saw something else entirely
And I wonder if you remember the shapes I manifested during the short hours we stayed out
Or the way I wanted you to hear certain words
And forget the rest of me you now see differently
I felt the need to reinvent myself within you
And I realize how unfair that is to you
I have made my place in the countless ribs of people I will forever recognize
But never be able to call for
My freckles only cover half my face
But I could feel both cheeks heat when I was against the embrace of your chest
I am guilty of romanticizing your presence
I am guilty
I am guilty and I don’t know where to go
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