#latbb

if i could keep the feathers of you, a remnant of your love, a piece of your irises painted blue.

you long for my hesitant hands knowing of the cracks in my mind, a string connecting our fates colored indigo incapable of untangling.

you are the only thing in this world i feel vividly, a photograph stained with tears on a late night accompanied by the thought of you.

i drown in the ocean of you every night, a reminder of what i will someday lose, of the love i do not deserve.

i am greedy, selfish and desperate to know and hide every beautiful shard of you from the sunlight, mine and mine alone.

but i love you too much to do so, too much to let you surrender your life to someone so rotten. i will not let you ruin yourself for me, you with the world in the palm of your hands.

you must not be contained by me, not kept by my word to live in isolation for the rest of your life; you must meet others, must leave me to ash by the sun so that you can find your fallen feathers in the grass.

you are not mine, a gift too beautiful to be claimed. the strain on my veins and my limbs grows more tireless through the rejection of your love, but i cannot say i love you if i allow you to do this for me.