A nail scratch
A hand made like that
We’re done
Gone and reborn
I’ll take a sip of you
And how you taste like
Pretty and dirty
Both dead and alive.
I’ve been shaking like a leaf
Since I knew you were alive
Since I knew you had breath like mine.
When things tend to break apart
We have hidden our hopes
Hopelessly in each other.
I don’t know about failure
Or what it means to die
But what I know
Is your heart
Smeared on my sleeve
Like red ashes
From a fall so deep
That I don’t ever want to get up.
