fractured memories part 4

Remember when I hugged you

before security swallowed me whole

and I calculated how much explaining

you'd have to do,

if I kissed you right there.

I wouldn't have had to deal,

could have stolen

through the frosted doors

without a glance back,

left you to blank looks

and questioning eyes.

I hesitated, arms around you,

working up the nerve.

But I pulled away,

without even brushing my lips

across your cheek.

And I'm not the type of girl

who has regrets,

but god,

I regret that.

fractured memories part 3

Remember when we swayed,
eyes open, arms splayed
to the rhythm of our memories.
Fingers combing the air
the way I move my through your hair
not needing to be anywhere
we weren't.
You fixed yourself in the light
spilling from my cracks.
I held you, whispered slowly,
promised to come back

fractured memories part 2

Remember when we sat on my bed
pushing boxes inside our heads
waiting, impatient for the give
ease of tension in the fabric.
Remember when I said that word,
girlfriend
and I watched your body
pour into the air
like cream into coffee.
You let out the breath
you didn't want me to know
you were holding,
hoping,
wishing,
this girl who rejected labels
would exhale those words
in that order.
We were two knots,
unraveling in sync.
But I never let myself think
it would last.

fractured memories part 1

Remember when we would stay,
lay in my bed all damn day,
wrapped up in the soft sounds of the covers,
each other's refusal to make breakfast or lunch,
as long as it meant leaving the warmth.
Who needs dietary sustenance?
We scoffed, all but immortal,
superheroes of our own respect.
Our only real need to make the moment last.
and it lasted, still present tense lasts.