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“Lilac skies of broken hearts, ‘Cause the lines don’t always meet; Then someone departs. Tell me how all the heat Began burning in this hallway. While I left”
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Are both lives possible? The ocean tides pulled me to her smile; suddenly, I remembered it was always my laughter. My phone’s automatic memories bring me to our pictures; quickly, I recall how easy it was to let me leave. I’ve been gone for so long, but life finally feels better for me. It would
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The moment to forget, we don’t see it happening. We’re too busy laughing so hard our heads roll back. Our cups clink as they lift and then return to the table; our voices are loud and proud, as if we’ve never spoken freely. We can breathe without a second thought, and when we walk home,
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I remember the weight of it all. How frozen I felt, how difficult it was to breathe in as if I- It happened in the fall; the leaves were changing colors. People yearn for companionship in their cozy spaces. They long to be wrapped in the arms of even past lovers as the winter blues
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I feel it in the swing of my step as “Peter” blasts through my headphones. There’s a pep in my walk today, like I’m finally heading somewhere important even though it’s just a small-town café. After a year like this one, I deserve a break. The quiet. The peace. The past year was a test.
Written Through These Amber Eyes 