|I will not apologize.|
TimingThe truth is,Timing by Ebony-Tiger
I'm still reeling from the damage.
I want to send you Texas skies,
Glittering pixels against the dark.
I want to tell you you're gonna be okay,
That the years will pass faster than you know
Then you'll be free to be whoever you want to...
I hope she treats you well.
We don't talk anymore, and maybe
If I'm truly honest with myself,
She's the reason why.
I miss you far more often than either of us thought I would
You still come up in conversation. And he told me the other day
My eyes still grow soft when I mention you. How could I know?
I want your life to be off-kilter. I want you to feel like
there's something missing, but you're not quite sure what.
I want you to have in the back of your brain the sense
that contentment just isn't reachable. Mediocrity.
That is your life. You cannot escape.
Some days, I hate you less than others. Those are rare.
If I knew it was safe to, I'd tell you the only enemy is yourself,
That life isn't as miserable as it seems
Re-forget.I’ll tell you, I’ve been lost more times than I can countRe-forget. by Ebony-Tiger
somewhere between tomorrow night and yesterday -
where seconds burn a bit too brightly,
and regret leaves bitter afterimages
on every memory.
But now and again,
you can string together love and forgiveness and relief
into something that tastes a bit like salvation,
riding on the heels of another merciless sunrise.
To Indiana"Is there anything you want me to say? Is there anything you need to get off your chest?"To Indiana by Ebony-Tiger
"I don't know."
That was a lie.
It wasn't until the first of this year I realized how irreplaceable you were to me. As I drove home, you talked me down from my utter despair at the memory of losing her, brought on by my friend crying in my arms about her dying father. Trapped by compassion, all I wanted was to leave -
April. I called you on the highway back to my hometown, shaky fingers and a shaky voice dissolving into tears as I told you he dumped me. All I remembered was how soothing the stream of words were, coming from the other end of the line.
A few days later, you were in my state again. I picked you up from my alma mater, sleep-deprivation causing my edges to blur. The next day, something shifted irrevocably. There wasn't enough time to realize the consequences. You were in the air twenty-four hours later, en route to Indiana.
I wanted you so much closer. And yet we danced around it, utte
Homemade.Cedar. The crackle of alpine airHomemade. by Ebony-Tiger
seeping into my lungs. The shift of snow,
squeaking against my shoes.
Animal tracks across the path.
A sky so deep I could look forever.
Pollen. Frogs buzzing at the edges
of backyards. Fruit crowding the branches
until they have no choice but to fall.
The trailing glow of fireflies against my palm.
Salt. The crunch of water grinding into the shore.
The shrillness of sea birds, past the waterline.
Billowy white clouds, pulling the sky into fragments.
The sun, when it hits, is blinding in its brilliance.
My skin is burning. My eyes flutter shut -
Despite my best efforts, quarantined inside my mind
in those sacred hours before dawn, I still find myself
dreaming. Though the faces change, my desires remain.
Here: have a house. It's got a lot of nooks and
crannies for an open floor plan. Rugs abound.
Sheer white curtains to let in the breeze
when the air conditioning isn't on. A wide porch,
rocking chairs, a tree with a tire swing.
A kitchen big enough to da
|I will not apologize.|
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