before we knew how to break

[ceramic heart]
but i told you i'd always be there for you,
and in my mind that meant i handed over a little piece of my heart.
i chipped it off when you told me you were feeling sad
and the place where it was is still jagged.
we're both a little bit broken, and i'm scared i'll cut you
on the organs i give away when i think you need it most.
i'll never know if they fit perfectly into your cracks.

[drag me through the sea]

drag me through the sea, my love,
every scrap of this subsistence life gets colder without you in it. your absence
is salt filling every one of my wounds for seconds at a time, minutes stretching
into the atlantic. you are my lighthouse,
finding, finding, finding me in the dark.
my eyes are pitch black and you could see them on any moonless night.
i can only tell it is you when i feel your lips soft on mine.