One Side Whispers.

III

now that i've heard my name on the edge of your lips, now that i've seen the different shades of blue your eyes can turn- from lake water in summer to pieces of shattered september sky-

now that i've felt the way your initials feel, now that i've screamed your name at the top of my lungs and smiled and smiled and fucking smiled-

now that i have seen how you look in the snow-

now that i've died

over

and over

again

with the truth of your beautiful existence hanging from my teeth-

now

love

i can say i miss you.