Our time together has always been
a shaky finger
on the sensitive trigger
of a gun
Every night I find myself
playing Russian roulette
as I tape photos of you with
photos of me and dream
I think to the times
when your mind would cross miles of
bleak landscapes
just to say hello
I was brushing
the long curls of my hair
at the vanity when you called-
my phone vibrating off onto the floor
Do you know how long
I waited for you
To tell me that
you loved me?
I had dreamed it up clearly
As if I was planning a wedding-
Where I’d be-
What exactly I’d be doing
For so long you were
the impenetrable surfaces
of the widest, wildest ocean
but I finally broke through
Once I saw what was beneath
I never wanted
smooth waters
ever again
When I look at
the smooth skin of my hands
I trace the curling veins-
They remind me of your eyelashes
But as I look in my closet
in my journals and even
my eyes in the mirror
I don’t know who I’m looking at
The other day my mother asked
how I’ve grown up so fast
and that’s when she found out
about you
Our love has been a secret
like a locket I keep to my chest
but isn’t it the things we love most
that we want to keep all to ourselves?