chronology

like romeo & juliet (i just need to forget)

I.
where i am monologues
and black & white photography
you are neon and one-night stands

the antithesis of everything
i've ever wanted

II.
i never expected this piece of you either
i couldn't have foreseen
the feel of those artistic scabs
or the purr of your voice
before your mouth was on mine
and i was aching,
aching

III.
well, the moon was frowning.

IV.
(silly, silly girl)

V.
and this is us: fleeting,
constant, now.

VI.
but somewhere between the dancing
and the safety of laughter at midnight
i realized you were real

that scared me.
perhaps it scared you too

VII.
we are going fast fast fast
but somehow never hurrying

VIII.
they say: be careful,
be cautious
(in blinking red speech)
they say: it won't last
he says: we will be amazing

and i stand a little straighter
when i see them

IX.
their gossiping eyes watch us

i tell my head to shut up
because now is not the time
to give in
to peer pressure

X.
my hair laces around your wrists
like subliminal messages;

I COULD LOVE YOU
and he whispers
save me, save me

XI.
because when we kiss
i don't just taste air
but a piece
of you.

XII.
he flips my cellphone open and stares at the screen:
snap. click. close.
we could make this official, he says
but really he means "this is your last chance
if not, i'm gone"

i reply with stares and a smile
that still need interpreting

XIII.
"i need you. i need you to need me."

it's not really a question
but i'm answering anyway

yes yes yes

XIV.
we lie entwined here, where our bodies should really be imprinted in the leather by now. the dim lights cast shadows on your face as you grip my shoulders, exhaling "say something, anything." and i say, "something. anything" and you kiss me on the mouth.

XV.
still; i tore your back like a second language

XVI.
it was all accidental, these kitchen confessionals. they whisper four am lovesick into your eardrums even though there isn't such a thing as separation. five am now, and the sins have piled from the floor to the ceiling. he says, i think i'm falling in love with you. and i think i'm forgetting how to breath in these moments when i don't believe in gravity.

XVII.
"she is my light."

i am also your
anxiety problems
air, frustration
late afternoons
and yours.

XVIII.
i burrow into blankets
to try and hide
the way i'm smiling
but he sees it anyway

don't, he says, it's okay to be happy

XIX.
she's overlooked the love bites
on my neck where i said, don't.
don't stop. as if you meant to

XX.
and i won
again

XXI.
& this is when we become the now.

XXII.
the winter's cold that is tangled in our clothes and dances in our hair battles the blankets that carry his scent and a warmth like summer's. all the while, we are hidden here. he giggles when i grin into his mouth during these nights of modern poetry. and i love the way he whispers to my neck; you are so beautiful.

XXIII.
this is where my head screams
I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU
but my mouth is entirely too scared
to say so

XXIV.
did i blink twice or was it 4:30am?

(skinonskin&i
could die
happy)

Reviews

[Last Lying Look]

Wow! This was amazingly beautiful and so well blended. I loved the whole thing. Every line was brilliant. Excellent work.

-Elissa :D

[destinyfelicia_peacee]

this is beautiful.
i have never read anything so emotional
in this format,
i have never read anything in this format to begin with
i love it.
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