my heart is cold and tired
weak, yet beating.
i haven’t been listening to you sweet one
and for that i am sorry
i cannot understand you these days
drop everything and run away
but how can i run with no direction
but the sunset?
how can i trust?
when trusting has only left me broken before.
will you show me how to fall in love with life again?
i’ve forgotten this feeling.
i know i am alive,
but i don’t feel alive.
and as the breath flows in and out
of my lungs,
i make the promise
to take your language more seriously.
to stop pushing towards this aimless place of success
and spend time nourishing our relationship
decoding the fragments of your language.
doing my best
not to leave you in pieces