after the storm
plastic chairs
half the yard green
half brown and stale

staring into each other
while tears fell
from somewhere deeper than us

goodbye
again
again
again
still continuing

laying next to you
uncertain where our clothes were
certain only of this

your hand around my belly
the other slight at my throat
spooning

like I was built around you

in bed we played
like nothing was breaking

you looked up at me
while I held your head
and you teared

said you would always love me

said it again

something burned inside
I stayed composed

I exhaled

fighting

against it
for it

trying
failing

showing parts
we didn’t want seen

trust
fragile

you called

again
again

I didn’t answer

again

then
a flinch in my palm

I dialed

we met

everything I held together
every quiet peace

gone

your face

fear filling my mind
wrestling my heart

we both blocked our lines

im restless

are you fine