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A better place, they whisper

yet, its your arms i long to embrace.

they call it heaven,

a place above,

better than the earth we love.

if heavens better,

why does my heart ache for love i can't remake?

I’m falling

Drowning

Empty.

A dark black abyss

Is swallowing me up

And I don’t have the words

To make it stop.

because i was exhausted and cranky
and it was too late in the week to be walking home
and because texas was threatening to rain all over us, especially me.

I remember you. We remember you.
You used to come in every weekend with your mother and brother when you were younger. They made you seem like you were made for softer things. They used to pretend like they were made for softer things too.

I keep checking
the places happiness once sat,

like a pocket
I’ve already turned inside out.

Loss is weird,

It twist and churns

Rippling the current

that is my reality.

For a while,

I was so fine,

I was okay with

The cards I was dealt.
 

I accepted what was—