“sorry, i didn’t mean to kiss you” “oh”

   but who are you saying

  “i love you” to?

  have you met my dandelion wanderlust?

  or the blades through my back

  bloodying putrid words?

  the blackout on my walls

  cannot shield from your light

  7 missed calls

  7 chances to make things right

  if the possibilities won’t align

  is the future finite

  righteousness bent

  against my will,

  twisted and puncturing my heart?

  but who do you tell 

  “i hate you”

  when surrounded by but ashes and

  memories?

please tell me what you mean,

who do you mean,

it can’t possibly be,

you’ve seriously lost me at

“i love you”

{i’ll rise

as the sun

someday

if only it’s more

than dreamland made me

i’ll die 

as the moon

someday

for you’ll know 

only a part

of me}