Open or Close?


She lets the angles of her heart
Cut into the soft flesh of his skin
And thinks maybe he won’t mind
The pain of loving her

He tries to bandage the cuts
With soft touches, gentle kisses
But it only sinks in deeper,
It only fills his mouth with blood

A short stint of so much
Seems like it stretches out forever
And he’s grateful for it’s end
While she’s left with eternity before her

One left with too much time
Without the other
And the other left feeling like
Too much time was wasted –
Even identical feelings
Can leave radically different marks


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