Excuse me collarbones,
but I don't know how it happened.
One day I was thin, the next I wasn't;
it started with a missing gap in the hazardous mirror
and my eyes travelled up to you,
except you were no longer there.
You're concealed from my eyes,
riddled with my pride,
and I can feel you beneath my skin
as you ache for my skin to s t r e t c h itself around you,
yet you're too weak to break through
the barrier of kilocalories.
YOU ARE READING
collarbones
Teen FictionIt's an endless search for something that even the sharpest eyes cannot see. [Beautiful cover made by rigor_samsa.]
