CAR CRASH
- Aug 16, 2016
- 1 min read
This piece is basically how some people would feel after ending an abusive relationship. It really messes with your head and causes extreme mental health issues sometimes.
I will not compare your eyes to the ocean, a shooting star, or the sky oh so blue.
I will not compare your touch to melting into the sand, being so comfortably high, or freshly shaven legs on clean sheets.
I will not compare your voice to a song, high notes, or words so sweet it feels like kisses.
I will compare your eyes to putting in your 4 digit code in your phone finding all the things both of us wished I'd never find, locking the screen and silently laying back down and closing my lids, pretending I saw nothing.
I will compare your touch to the cherry of your cigarette lightly falling on your arm, burning your skin, forming a blister, but you love the smoke too much to put out the rest of it.
I will compare your voice to the sound of two cars crashing, constantly on tv but you never want to hear it in real life fore your heart will break.
I will compare you to my nightmares that wake me up almost screaming but too scared I'll wake up anyone in the house.
I will compare you to all the things I've done wrong but never wished I didn't do.
I will compare you to a lesson, one I'm still trying to learn.
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