[Vorcla]

I see your lips
move
but
I can't hear what you say.
Something about
"clean break" and
"new start" and
"moving on."
All in the
same sentence.

Please don't do
this.

You've stared into
the abyss,
looked down,
hanging onto the
ledge by your fingernails.
I like to think
I helped pull
you
back.

Please don't go.

There are tears
in your
eyes, tears
in my eyes.
You still love me,
you say, but
it's for the best.

Our fingers entwine.
I memorize your
face through my
tears,
in case I never
see you again.

Someone must be
sitting on my chest,
squeezing the air from
my lungs.
I cannot
breathe.
I kiss you;
then my arms let
you go.

I watch through
the foggy window
as you drive
away in the rain.
I am suffocating...