it was my mistake

to steal your bones and then ask

why you’re so hollow

the cherry trees stopped

singing, and i realized

that you had left me.

~Love is pink not red~

~The soft blush on her cold cheeks~

~Petals for the dead~

I blacked out last night

The children cowered in fright

I am locked out now

I am extra, large

Am I much too large for you?

You are gone, large holes

The weight of heartbreak

ballast of stones in my soul

I sink to bottom

* * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Waves of wind squeeze through,

does anyone feel it too?

~

All they feel is cold.