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- Joined
- Jul 31, 2019
- Location
- Narnia
i. the lines that streak the window at 4am when the clouds blend into an inky haze and rain falls down to grace the dry ground below. it cuts into the dirt on the glassy pane, trailing paths of sorrow that will be seen the moment you wake up. and you are reminded of your past lovers eyes.
ii. those eyes that are so bright when he kissed you goodbye. that exquisite shade that you fell in love with and the melancholy shade that will be forgotten soon after. he kisses your knuckles and you see it the color in between the cracks of your hands.
iii. you see it reflected in the puddles on the ebony sidewalk. the pastel sky burning his image into your mind. and it feels like ivory stems have taken root in your soul and twisted themselves around your windpipe.
iv. you cry.
v. it blinds your eyes not because you miss him but because you know that those who come after will always be judged by the way he kissed your knuckles the day he said goodbye.
vi. five years later you see that same shade on your body as you stare longingly into the mirror at a reflection that isn’t yours. your current lover said he would beat the color out of you. you didn’t believe him and now you wish more than ever for simpler times.
vii. ivory stems no longer twist themselves around your windpipe. his hands do that now and you cry. you are reminded of your past lovers eyes.
ii. those eyes that are so bright when he kissed you goodbye. that exquisite shade that you fell in love with and the melancholy shade that will be forgotten soon after. he kisses your knuckles and you see it the color in between the cracks of your hands.
iii. you see it reflected in the puddles on the ebony sidewalk. the pastel sky burning his image into your mind. and it feels like ivory stems have taken root in your soul and twisted themselves around your windpipe.
iv. you cry.
v. it blinds your eyes not because you miss him but because you know that those who come after will always be judged by the way he kissed your knuckles the day he said goodbye.
vi. five years later you see that same shade on your body as you stare longingly into the mirror at a reflection that isn’t yours. your current lover said he would beat the color out of you. you didn’t believe him and now you wish more than ever for simpler times.
vii. ivory stems no longer twist themselves around your windpipe. his hands do that now and you cry. you are reminded of your past lovers eyes.