Maybe it is okay to die a little just to find out you are so, very alive.
It is the color his eyes are
Vibrant
Touching
Safe
That is how I felt
Then
He
Left
And now it
Is
My
Soul
I still see him but
His
Eyes
Are
No longer safe or vibrant or touching
They
A
Blade, yet my blood is not red
Love
Has
Gone
My darling
Do not try to speak
Words are not enough
Show me
Why you love me
Please stop
I can not take this pain any longer
Actions
Always
Speak
Louder
Than
Words
He looked.
I smiled.
And that is all I needed.
He left. I stayed.
Her.
