Make Your Move.

you frequent in my mind
and bleeding isn’t
half the problem
the other half
is the way
the words
twist and turn
when they slip out

words have a way
of digging in
and im still
shrugging off
the last remark
you made to me
my heart breaks
so damn prettily

how trusting can
they be when
they can’t even see
and you hurt the
hell out of me
but i won’t hurt you

you’re tarnished
and the sheer
way you hold your
head up
gives you away
and you say you’re
so strong but
you’re breaking away

what do i owe
this pleasure
when all
you ever added
was that goddamn
pressure

even the ice turns
warm eventually
and spring is
breaking free
i intend to stand here
waiting
for you
make your move.