they say you were made from hand-spun
daydreams and bottled up electricity, that
your smile made the skies blush twilight, that
stars fell for the wonders in your eyes so
sanguine they glowed hickory. i saw my
future flash in a field of snow fallen
silent. but you
rue the night
our lips met
in the backseat of your best friend’s corvette
under the cover of the silver-twined clouds.
we ignited like fireworks, a scathing whirlwind
romance turned inferno; my sunshine, i
didn’t know i was so flammable. i had
never fallen lovesick, i had only ever fallen
moonstruck,
fallen so hard for the ones i love that i
cease to function. we watched my body
disappear in clouds of smoke and sparks,
before you left me to deal with the
ashes and phenylethylamine of
what was once
forever?