John.

I’ve been better

upon another eclipse,

fearless but out of promises

as only one wish was left to give.

Come back if it’s cold again

There are no better places to be in.

-Day seven

(Part two)

too pale to be defined

in a bitten-moon night.

Have I known you at all?

somewhere

between the lines.

I have no more secrets to reveal

& I’m running out of poems.

Day six

(Part two)

of losing you

but all at once I’ve realized

I never had you.

How can you run away

from all the shadows that

made you who you are?

& end up being nobody.

-Day five

(Part 2)