icy
there’s been a chasm between us
ever since that first day;
it was only a crack
but it’s been growing all the while.
tentacles
words used to be
how we healed each other.
once you’d speak to me,
laugh with me – fondly.
creeping
whips can’t compare to
the pain you inflict on me now;
silence is a solace from
the agony of being near you.
closer
a thousand miles isn’t
enough distance, just like how
a million years won’t be enough
to make me forget.
and
i wish sometimes things
could’ve been different; but maybe
this way is for the best, if it’s
the kind of person you truly are.
closer
won’t you let me go, already?
seven years and more i’ve been yours.
now let me out so i can find a way to patch up
this gaping hole you’ve opened in me.
