I stared at the words written on the wall for hours without ever seeing them.
The warmth of the day bloomed in me until all I knew were the leaves above in their muted dance.
And my lips recognized the lyrics before my thoughts did. Paint splashing against the wall of my heart. Your voice reverberating through the hollows of my dreams.
You follow me into the empty. Crushing colored glass under my toes in paradise, some sense of you leading me forward.
I can feel you breathing beneath my skin, I see you speak every time I close my eyes.
And there’s this buzz, deep in my flesh. Past the marrow and into the atomic darkness, hidden where the dancing lights of misery and joy fight. It puts a gun in my mouth one second. A love letter the next. Because I remember.
I have to feel it. So I wake up.
And you’re not there.