Guilt

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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