A Girl Only Hoped

What are butterflies

If not anxiety?

Missing you is equivalent

To five years of sobriety.


You brushed your beard

In gentle strokes,

It was never my hair-

A girl only hoped.


We were fire and ice

Blended to our demise.

A hurricane of measure

When our fingers entwined.


You filled my glass to emptiness;

I only wanted more,

Because the contents you poured

Left me sour and sore.


I hope you’re well

In the pitiful cell

You chose to dwell;

It looked like hell.

Time will only tell

What you’ll dispel

When you sound that bell

For another’s veil.

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