Send me your
tear stained pillow, the one that you
clutch to your heart in the middle of the night when you wake up and realize that you are
alone.
Send me the evidence of your
delicate dreams, dissolved into
sugared ragged breaths, the smell of your
imaginary conquests.
Send me the creases in your
cheek, the lines and deep furrows of a night spent in unblinking
melancholy - too tired to seek me out, too alone to feel at home.
Send it all to me, and I will tear at the dirty
flannel of your nightmares with my teeth. I will burn it up with my
rage at the unfairness of a
feeling you can't control.
I'll send you mine, with the
dream of a warm
autumn night, and the
capitalization of Love. I will ask you to breathe deep and remember that dreams fade.
And
I'm here.
thanks to The Smiths for a phrase to invoke tears - from Some Girls are Bigger Than Others.