Go Away. Closer.

ARIA J. WOLFE

Poetry

Life

Spilled thoughts

Poem: you are what you think about.

Shattered.
Splinters of regret lodge in my chest. My fingers touch the collar of your shirt, but when you lean in I turn away.
Blue.
Heart crests with hope that you’ll call. Then ebbs when you don’t. The ocean’s tides take up residence.
Stormy.
Dark eyes shadowed by sleepless nights. Fingers and feet tangle in bedsheets gone cold without you.
Subdued.
Headlights break the night. A thousand stars glitter in my window then wink out. It’s not you.
I’ve been shattered.
Blue.
Stormy. Subdued.
But now it’s time I bid you
Adieu.

I bid you adieu…

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“Heart crests with hope that you’ll call. Then ebbs when you don’t. The ocean’s tides take up residence.”