(no subject)
Everything is going underground. I am sinking I am knee deep in my broken promises. I can’t tell this one apart from the other, I can’t tell you from the caricature I traced. The lines around your face, the detailed boundaries on a map, who decided that anyway? I’m trying too hard and you are not impressed. The earth moves under our feet but you will not touch me. I cling to the air, I dig my toes in the dirt, anything for the stability I never got from you. Your insecurities rolled down your cheeks, your fear stuck me like quicksand and I couldn’t leave, I couldn’t breathe and I liked it. I liked being the grains of sand that slipped from your crumbling fingers. We came together and we fit but I am always changing and your violent wind took me away. I’ve never been the one to stick around while everything around me falls apart. I let you go and you are finally free.