Confliction
for Ryann
The time it took pulling away was the time it would have taken to keep me. Internal hemorrhaging disregarded because it’s normal. Traces, a glimpse of the future we’ll never see? My temperament has changed and my views, no longer formal.
Despite the illusion of a star crossed union, I find peace in my intentions. You’re delicate being is something I won’t forsake. The catacombs of my heart no longer made mention. Future renderings ringing awkward silence, deepening the ache.
Seize the day before it seizes my heart and beats no more. Hold tightly, breathe hope deeply into this melancholy soul. Troubles confine your notions, these notions that no longer soar. These tears exacerbate the dream, never again whole.
(2014)
