Daddy Justice👅

Does it matter where the birds go? Does it even matter
what species they are?
They leave here, that’s the point,
first their bodies, then their sad cries.
And from that moment, cease to exist for us.

You must learn to think of our passion that way.
Each kiss was real, then
each kiss left the face of the earth.

I am the one who got so good at burning the bridges before they could burn me and I am also the one who learnt to stay even long after they leave.
I am messier than your room and as clean as the mountains.

Just why do I only have the courage to speak out the words that I have been dying to tell you when you are not here to listen?

some days I think about everyone who has ever touched me and I wonder if they felt something