I can barely watch you stand
without my heart aching...

When I look at how freedom is so skewed,
I say to myself, is it any wonder that our hearts...

May I fall into you?
Tumble past greetings...

You need reminders, not the kind of
ruptures that lay awake in your mind...

You live perpetually in virgin summers,
unaffected when my words become slurred...

I cut my sorrow open
and let the black glass...

I have too much
history with these cups...

Tonight, my heart was moved in a way
I hadn't let happen for many days...

Crystal glass slumbers at the crossing
of our toes; we are emotionless as these...

In one day,
seasons spin...

I never wanted much, I never do.
I barely ask for anything at 24 years old...

At times, I just want to get out of here.
This place has memories, where I sinned...