She never thought she was worth waiting for

After a night of bed covers and chapped lips
She rubbed the heels of her hands into her eyes
Till black eyelashes painted her cheeks
Apologized till her voice wilted

She told me she was empty
I tried to give her myself
A slap like a punch
I am not an obligation

Every breath from my lungs without her
Is like cracking pearls between my molars
Setting gray suns for a white sunrise
Hearing myself like my words had been swept
through the Grand Canyon

I miss her.
I told her I don’t care how long it took
Please don’t do that to yourself
Rubbing her wrists like talking hurt
We both felt alone
Just different kinds.

She was off fighting a war
of her own creation
where I was nothing but a tinfoil shield
blocking her vision