Reverse symmetry

Just wait a sec…

Just give me five more minutes —

before the silence sets in,

before the air between us

thickens…

and we return to our limits.

You are the ghost

in my hallway of almosts,

grinning like nothing had happened —

but in reverse,

you were my symmetry.

A parallel

I’d lay my life on.

My holy ache.

My favorite blessing.

I thank the gods

I found you — even wrong.

So give me five more minutes

before the rupture begins,

before we play pretend

like we’re innocent sins.

I saw the past

on an empty ceiling,

played all the outcomes,

and prayed you weren’t feeling.

If this was fate,

it wasn’t gentle.

It was a crash —

quiet, accidental.

Still…

I would’ve ridden

that sunset skylane

one last time

just to say

we were real.

So let’s rewind

those five last minutes.

Let me breathe

before the silence finishes.

If you cannot be mine,

then give me the night.

Let me dissolve

in the absence of light.

Your wings couldn’t find heaven —

so I pulled it down for you.

And it cost me my sky…

and all that I knew.

Do you remember me

when the rain gathers?

Snd Does your heart skip beat? —

Then nothing else matters?

Is it me

in the silence between

the thunder and

what we used to mean?

And now…

the night belongs to you.

I don’t chase it anymore.

I just move through.

If you cannot be mine,

then give me the night.

Let me disappear

in the hush of right.

You were my symmetry

in reverse.

And I —

I was the one

who loved you first.

(…give me the night…)

If love is hurts…

then it was right.