comets or black holes.

haley --


I guess this is to say I'm sorry.

mirrors should know what it's like to be taken for granted, but I couldn't recognise the bitterness in your collarbones, the flashes of light under your skin that should have alerted me.  thinking I comprehended your struggles I laughed away catastrophe.

after all, we both knew what it was like to be ugly, to feel unwanted.  dazzled by semaphore arguments and mutual blindness we dissolved before each other.





I could tell you how I felt – even starved for touch, for the sensation of friendship, I lacked the ambition of stars; the ephemeral warmth of sunlight revived me.  but that was always the problem, wasn't it?  burning up with fires and acid you reached beyond the milky way, a comet destined for the unknowable dark.

you were unable to tell me the truth.




& as grateful as I am for the homework you helped with, clarity with which you explained the intricacies of mitosis, still I want to know:

why?












I would have caught you, if you'd told me you were falling.











--- the other one missing in action.