
i know love is blind
cuz i fell into the arms
of darkness
and now i cannot see
because she holds her hand
over my eyes
but i know she is beautiful.
she has me waiting
at the window
for her return
i count the minutes
and the tiles on the bathroom ceiling.
when she is not with me
i do not cry
and i do not smile
i do not even blink.
but when she comes
for me
she brings me tears
and holds my hair back
when i vomit
memories
then we smoke cigarettes
in bed
and talk about
breaking things.
everyone tells me
i am better off
without her
but my body trembles
when she tells me of the sun
and how it burns
when you look at it
so i asked her to stay
the night
and maybe forever.
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
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