I’ve always had a fear of endings, but it comes as relief to me that among all the dying things, I am one too.
MIRA R. ARIDII’ve always had a fear of endings, but it comes as relief to me that among all the dying things, I am one too.
MIRA R. ARIDIHow is it that we mourn the shattered pieces of the love we willingly broke?
MIRA R. ARIDII run from my thoughts of you and meet them in my dreams.
MIRA R. ARIDII want to fold you into my book, like a petal, so that you’d never leave.
MIRA R. ARIDIYou float underneath my eyelids – a dream I never seem to get enough of.
MIRA R. ARIDIRefrain from giving pieces of yourself to those who get close, for people leave, and gifts that are given cannot be returned.
MIRA R. ARIDIWhere once there were a few houses between us, now there are seas.
MIRA R. ARIDII wish I can still hold your hand like I used to. I wish you were still alive.
MIRA R. ARIDIAnd it scares me that if I ever get my wings, I might not know where to fly to.
MIRA R. ARIDIPerhaps their voices never leave us and we spend our lives fumbling for quiet corners where we can hear them most.
MIRA R. ARIDINothing hurts me more than when I tell you to leave me alone, and you do.
MIRA R. ARIDIMaybe if you hold me tight, our love won’t be as shallow.
MIRA R. ARIDIWhen she laughs, her soul floats outside her body and I can touch it.
MIRA R. ARIDILay your head on mine and let me breathe you instead of air.
MIRA R. ARIDII’m breathing dreams like air, like there will never be enough of them to fill up the space in my lungs.
MIRA R. ARIDISometimes I feel like I’m only a drop in your ocean and the waves will soon carry me away.
MIRA R. ARIDI