It burns.

Hearts break and blood splatters.
It goes unnoticed, as unnoticed as my meager attempts to get under your skin.

I've given up.

I want to talk like we used to.
I want to feel those things I once did.
Whatever happened to friendship?
Whatever happened to the late nights, songs and secrets?

I miss it all.

But, I don't think of you as much any more. I hardly think at all. Situations morph over night,
like the drug in my system, I'm weightless.

Free from the tie that binds, I don't get it.
I don't get how some words - or the lack thereof - hurt the way they do.
How dust settles, how rhythms speak, how bodies intertwine.

How do we manage to damage one another?