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Midnight
Even the down feathers in my comforter
Can't cushion the frantic beating of my heart
Broken moonlit patterns cast along my bedsheets
My fingers are grasping at the sugar scented air
But I can't pull myself out
Or the fragile glass case
Surrounding me
Encasing me
Trapping me
Will shatter
Diverging like the pulsing veins
In my paper skin
As you set fire to melt the glass
But darling
It's stronger than titanium
The clouded (glass) distorts my vision
Casting shadows
That make you into a monster
And all I can think about
Is the way your smile
Lit my soul
Like droplets of diamonds
The way your
Honey colored skin
Ignited like flame
Under my touch
The way your lilting voice
Built me crystal windows
Letting in cascading light
So that I could see you clearly
Through the walls of my glass prison
The way our palms fit together
Like in the long forgotten pages
Of my favorite childhood books
The way your laugh awoke me
Ringing through the hollow and muffled sounds
That had become my only music
You built us a fort
Of pillows and flower patterned sheets
As we sat telling flashlight stories
And my drowsy head found your lap
Your sweet nothings tickling my hair
And my heart
Just like the moment
When one song ends and another begins
Your voice was thick like midnight honey
I wanted to drown in its sticky serenade
From midnight to dawn
And when your heart found mine
Fumbling through my painted night
Coating my heart in its
Innocent
Pure
Unadulterated
White light
I was more terrified
Than I have ever been in my entire life
Terrified that you would find the cracks
In my sloping glass case
And chip away at them day by day
Your gentle hands
Letting in fragments of light
Until I was awash in a flawless daylight
But I was not yet ready
To escape my comfortable midnight moon
And for you to see
My scarred milky skin
Crisscrossed with the patterns
That your fleeting fingers had cut into my heart
So I did what I always do
I handed you the key
To unlock the deepest parts of me
And this I remember most vividly of all
Your shaking hands
Turning the pages of my well worn journal
Caressing the black ink
As your tears rained down
Blurring the parts of me
That had built this broken glass case
And I watched you scream in agony
Your honey smooth voice turned into
Blood and shattered bones
As you tore the pages out in pain
And I watched you bruise your hands
Beating the unbreakable glass
Your knuckles turned into
Mountains of black and blue
And I watched you set fire
To my heart of paper
And my soul of ashes
Trying to put together my scattered pieces
Into a whole that never could fit together just right
And then just as they always do
You left me
In my fractured glass case
Stained with your tears and frantic finger prints
A paper thin girl
In paper thin clothes
Only echoing through your mind
When you lay wide awake
On those moonlit midnights
So like the ones that were ours

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