"What do you want from me"
"Absolutely nothing"
...his response expected, but not
at the same time.
We haven't spoken in quite some time
but he'd reach out
sending glimmers of hope
that lead to smoke.
Why didn't he understand
that no matter what it was
that kept us apart,
I still loved him.
so much.
I'm complex
As is he
But I speak
He sweeps
I'm fragile
He's steel
even his eyes
But I loved that about him
even if it'd ice me
sometimes
often.
...it's good to be different
but not to hurt
one another.
The cool to my hot
icing me over
with a word
a look
a nothing.
