Drowning

drowning

like red wine on lips
and your eyes
staring at me that way

i see you standing
across the kitchen, smiling
telling me how to properly
scramble eggs

i think you must have always been there
until i find myself
staring at an empty pan
trying to silence
the monsters in my head
telling me you’re worlds away

and i’m still here waiting

like red wine on lips

drowning.

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