i.
you thought three words would be enough.
you trusted that I'd learn to grab onto your lies
and believe in them the way I believed in air.
but jealousy always got the best of me.
now i'm left clinging to leaf-bitten gutters,
hoping to find something that will complete me
the way you once promised to.
ii.
i'd forgotten how to dance underneath
your marionette strings;
you were pulling and yanking hoping
I'd mirror your actions;
but I don't know how anymore.
and I was just dust-torn bird wings
that couldn't fly, but somehow;
I'll find my way home.
iii.
I found God in the letters of your name
and soon your eyes became
all I believed in.
your lips became my heroin, though withdrawals
don't compare
to losing your heartbeat.
all I ever needed
was your name twisted together with mine
carved into oak trees as old as my soul.
need me.
iv.
I just wanted to be the fireflies within your soul-breaths;
glowing and delicate and something that you'd marvel at.
but I was just a hint of rust on your tastebuds;
rushing a little too fast and bleeding out imperfection.
I hope you felt what it's like to fall.
v.
bind me to the strands of lights running through
the tiger rods of your eyes,
so that I can know what completion is made of.
I've given you all I can.
I just want to feel the rain seep through my pores
so that I can know what it's like to be consumed.
I want you to paint my name in the heavens
and claim the seas with my identity so that I can watch
the continents crumble beneath me.
I don't want to be fragile anymore.
vi.
I'm tired of patching myself up with loose pieces of fabric
and "I love you's" never spoken.
I'm sick of seeing half-torn moons and
wondering when the sun will shine on me.
I no longer want to speak fluent liquid marble
and blink shards of rainbows.
I just want you to take me as I am.
Gold trophy winner
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