Alyssa K.

The night is alive,
lamenting the stars and
kissing them so passionately that
the moon grew dusk
from jealousy.
And thus..
She dreams of him.
(Beautiful reverie)
She hoped she had forgotten his
lovestruck eyes and gentle hands.

He was the angel boy hidden in her heart.
(Forbidden)

Her nails pierce shallow half blood moons into
the palms of her hands and they remind her of
his eyes when she ran away.

memories of their last goodbye
Snapshot of sorrow forever etched into her mind's eye

She looked back
judas kiss upon his forehead
wishing she hadn’t,
but his fractured glass heart
had bit into the soft of her feet
and had made them bleed,
leaving scarlet footprints in her wake.

She looked back,
broken butterflies in his eyes
Looked back to see
angel boy on his knees.
Washing the traces
away with his tears.
{He wouldn’t be able to follow her now}

angel boy who loved God
but fell when he decided that he loved her more
and he doesn’t seem to regret it even now.

She left him and he haunts her still.

I wonder why,
although that was our last goodbye..
why I love you and dream of you still.