All it takes sometimes is one thought
a scathing idea that passes quickly but makes your heart
palpitate painfully
the kind of thought that makes you want to curl up in a
ball and just breathe
but you can’t breathe
you can’t breathe because that one thought won’t leave
you be,
you’re stuck in an endless twirl of one idea
forever experiencing the buzz of heartache -
in a way that you’ve never quite experienced before
it leaves you lightheaded as it continues to sing in your
ear;
just one thing
then I’ll leave you be.
Just one thing
and I won’t be tarnishing your hands.
One last thing
and you won’t have to hear my nervous laugh
or see my closed off eyes,
just one last thing
and then I’ll let the tide consume me.
This is how you’ll find me
my hand reaching yet at the same time slowly withdrawing
I’ll close my eyes
and we’ll be older
and the sun will be shining
and that thought will have been swept off in the crash of
the waves that allow me to breathe,
our ashen faces smiling at one another
the black holes under our eyes beginning to mend
themselves
I wish I could look that far ahead
and fully believe in the possibility of it
but there’s just one thing
just one final thought
just one last thing
and I’ll be out of your hair forever.
