i guess i always reopen this wound because it’s the only way i can stay close to you
you said you liked how i touched you
on the front steps
i was smoking with your roommate i shared my cigarettes
you talked to me when i was half asleep
don’t remember the words but i know what you mean
i wonder if i kissed you more than anyone else did
i think you know the words i traced on your skin
i think i heard you whisper them once but i didn’t ask
i saw how you looked at me because i was looking back
i kissed your back when you were wrong
you took running back up and said you’re gonna get strong
my uber driver drives me home like you used to
and i’m drunk in the backseat wishing i was up front with you
you talked to me when i was half asleep
maybe you knew that i was pretending
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captures many moments that can’t be put in words except in a poem.
Your title is killer! Also, “my uber driver drives me home like you used to” is a powerful line, subtler than some of your other images but heartbreaking nonetheless. Very well done!