nothing but what i hope that is something.

my stomach is dreary,
at the thought of you.
my muscles are weakened.
non-existant.
when you walked into the room,
my mouth went dry, but my tongue wasnt able to swallow, trying to overcome everything it has been through. everything it has touched.

you looked at me. scared. shocked. sorrow.
weeping through your eyes.
ours met, and mine burned through your soul.
i could smell the ashes.

your walk bared insecurity.
walking over to what i'd like to not refer to as your natural habitat,
but in this situation, it must have kept you comfortable.

my eyes on your back. your eyes on her. her eyes on me.
its never been this way.
always, my eyes on you. your eyes on me. her eyes on us.


us. a word that doesnt exist no longer.
a word that represents two souls.
two souls. working together. breathing together.
however, with your unhealthy exhale, it is no longer us.
its just me and you.
no more "u" no more "s"
i know where it is.
you know where it is.
the only place where you have ever kept anything.
the only place where you will ever keep anything.
the only place that i loved to be in.
the only place that your afraid to open.
the door is locked. but you know where to find the key.