i let you f a l l
and you let me c r a s h
into our hopeless dreams
of a forever.
they smashed to a million pieces
and that is why
we barely had a year.
a year of running
back and forth;
i came to you,
begging
pleading
for your [beautiful] bipolar hands.
your [beautiful] murderous eyes
that cast upon mine
like a shiver,
a frisson
of promise.
promises you never kept.
i f e l l
and you c r a s h e d
into me
where i lay
dying
on a pile of our expired
wishes.
YOU ARE READING
motion. | completed
Poetrythis is the backwards story of how i [lost my mind] fell in love. lowercase intended. #83 in poetry | #150 in short story | 14-11-14
