to every you and every me whos ever had to feel this way.

aha so ive missed harpercollins’ deadline..

the whole “getting published” dream is over i guess

argh..

oh well with everything thats been going on lately i think ive sorta grown out of the idea

so anyways heres a chapter from (or should i say “example of”) one of the many things ive given up on halfbaked =v=

heres to every you and every me whos ever had to feel this way:

VI.

face

dug deep into her hair

trying to remember every scent

and you lose yourself in the incessant black

the smells of warmer summers and colder winters when you were together or apart

you count every lash

kiss every freckle

untiring relearn every detail for the millionth and last time as if you'll

ever forget

as you surrender her to the sudden sea of rushed goodbyes

boarded for distant X and distant Ys

she slips

like sand

through the spaces between your fingers where they fit perfectly still

out of your arms and out of your life

to leave you stranded

weightless

with anchored chest and clenched fists

alone on this crowded platform;

rainy eyes and leftbehinds that beg

if fortune should ever find you clothed once more in the borrowed fabric of her affections;

creases that sing

of ballpoint rhymes and sweeter times

where fragrant memories play tetris 

with the pieces of your mind

rushed 

respiration

and complications of the heart never amounted to anything more

until I met

the girl with tiny feet

and wide glass eyes set to shake the world as she saw it

and as if this map of the pacific

couldn’t be

more specific about the distance

you're just a finger away

you're a finger too far.