Words

I felt like giving you a poem….

Words dripped from fingertips
like ashes melting in the fire
we grasped, reach, trying
to take them back
pretend they were never said

We whispered stories
lost them in
leaves blown by wind that
carried them away
attempting to lesson the burn
attempting to help us forget
once we believed in something more then the starlight lessening the dark in the world
Things we couldn’t take back

echoed
reached your ears

hardened my heart
I wanted to give more to you then empty sounds

You wrapped them up for me in a box
gave the pieces back
something we lost the key to
something apart of us all
words flowed onto paper
black
ink
permanent

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