my phone screen snapped in half
my limbs kept bumping into furniture legs
the photos are fading,
i think we’d better lay it down
you said time will heal
that our fights would play out
we would reach a place where calm is found
no more crying, we hoped to discover the hurricane eye
but we can’t turn water into wine
no matter how much we tried
you know that, right?
t.l.
we can’t save it anymore
Tsunami of Words 