Telling Darkness From Lines On You

  • The lines of your body use to be traced by my fingertips. Now darkness is just darkness and your bodies’ outline isn’t tangible anymore.
     
    I made myself believe you were useless and it worked. That is, until I found myself lying in the blackness, listening to silence and wondering what it would be like to trace the lines of twilight on your body one more time. 
     
    I made darkness from light. I made a picture from a picture. I subtracted the important parts and left nothing but a line, a lifeline that could never actually be sustained.  A lifeline that I seem to be keeping alive inside of me.  A lifeline that may never have actually been alive.