17.9.15

I'm pulling on your heart to push my luck

These words stack up around me,
static and heavy but bright against my palms,
eclipsed behind your pupils.
I can't see past this nightly haze
and you're pulling on my heart
out of convenience.

I was numb while
you were floating on air
and still,
I look for ways to hollow myself out
so we can fit better together.