You said

You don't cry.

But I saw 

Your tears

Glistening

In the sun.

I cried for you

And your pain.

You didn't cry

For me, ever.

I should

Have known then

That my love

Outweighed 

Your own.

I was too busy

Drowning

In the gravity

Of it all.

half-shadowed hallway, fragment more than frame.

but the ghosts have not gone

memories, twisted into chains

to maim and lacerate,

to jeer and to taunt.

I will never be free.

twice before you fell quiet,

and in each small fist of meaning,

i could not say enough.

you pressed your heartbeat

to my fingertips.

i let it falter.