Another day goes the warm sun down on me without you; the darkness drowns out the straggling beams of what was Thursday. I curve-stomped my doubt well before I dug up the strength to approach you with nothing much to say. Our body language made for an engaging conversation. We kissed in a park under a broken streetlight, killing each other softly with vulnerability. I’m unrecognizable to the bitterness that once shone on who I was. On your death bed, I kick-started your heart with a kiss. And now, I can’t get you out of my head.
(© 2022 AC)