Sarahfina-Rose

I could never say I loved you; Bore black within. Numbness hurts me worse than death; you can’t live. Other worlds, you are mine. But for now, I grant you a red good-bye. It bleeds less to cease your life Than it does to watch you suffer and die. When we’re apart, and vulnerable, will I let me forget? Will I go blind, fail your embrace, as if we never met? Love is a knife; hearts deceive; attachment can reprieve. I would rather never see the anguish I perceive. You were mine, and yet you’re not—alive in death’s wake. Nights are gone; my body shakes in breath’s ache. You are but a memory. The pain has expe

They haven't washed the windows again. Tiffany stares at the grimy glass a few feet above her, weak morning sunlight highlighting the motes of dust floating through the air. When she was younger, she used to think the dust was actually bits of feather, left behind by angels. She knows better now - guardian angels aren't real - but she still thinks it's pretty, watching it float through the shards of sunlight. Still, it bothers her that the window is so filthy. It's been that way since she started, but now the days are getting brighter and longer, it looks filthier by comparison. Tiffany is so caught up in this, twirling her hair around her