Glass Eyes and Broken Promises
Seldom do I remember your eyes, though you always told me to look you in them
The few times I did, they bore holes into mine, too busy to look back into yours as I struggled to hide the feelings behind my eyes
Yours were brighter than mine, but without a glimmer, glossed over like glass
If we’re to compare eyes to glass, mine were broken, but shone like stars, each crack catching against the light of others
There was one light we promised to share one day, do you remember?
Do you remember how you promised to show me the Aurora Borealis?
I leaned in with ribbons of laughter falling from my lips, excited at the thought
You had merely given a response, a usual one
The day my heart bled you stood there with me on the edge of that glacier, holding me away from the ledge
Multiple hours passed that I attempted to pull away from the grasp you had on my wrist
When I finally motioned to make a blow, you pulled me closer instead
You said you wouldn’t leave, though I was asking you to
I pleaded with you until you grew angry, telling me not to say that
You stayed by my side until the sun rose, shining against the ice into our eyes
Even hours after the sun peeked above the mountains, you talked with me
Do you remember how I’d ask you everyday if you’d been eating well? If you’d been drinking water?
You never did like it, but I couldn’t help myself
I just wanted to know you were okay, because this small part of us felt connected even if neither of us knew what it was
Do you remember the day you said we were one in the same?
When you said we had the same lackluster view of life, and neither of us would find a way out without help
Now we sit at this ledge once more only I’m hanging off the edge
The only witness is the moon, and you hold my gloved hand to keep me from falling
I’m shivering, I’m crying and you’re silent
And then you let go
I am a goddess fallen from grace, shot down by a human she’d grown too close to
Olympus has shunned me and I make my way through the cold air
My hair falls in waves as I fling my hands towards the stars and finally I crash
The ground is cold, but not so cold as this impromptu goodbye
Cursed by the gods, I wander the world, tears frozen to my face
In my last attempt, I freeze everything in place, and fall into a hibernation
One day I’ll wake again, perhaps in spring, where new beginnings take hold