4.23.14

it's not that you aren't noticeable
you are just so quiet
and when we met
i remember so well
the silence scrolled across your face
a round and smooth origami
you shaved back then
and kept your hair short
you looked young
when baby faces were my thing
and you were soft
when i was stuck between
a rock and a hard place
two dead end games
tugging me in either direction
then pushing me deep into the center
crushing me

two things that have never changed
are your ears and your mouth
your voice always sounds so far away
i think that's why i chase you this way
even with your lips right by my ear
you are so gentle
it feels elusive
and you always listen to me
when i am not
i remember your turquoise gauges
the most from that first day
before we even spoke to each other
just responding to your name
during roll call
your face is a blur
but stone plugs stand out
i never once guessed
i would come to know you this way

i wonder at all the secrets you hold inside you
i feel like i'm pulling at string,
unraveling you slowly,
thirsting for your soul