you were thinking of ending things
you were thinking of ending me
you imagined all of the fantastic ways
in which I could cease to know you
and you loved me most in that moment
right before you snipped,
I felt it! I felt myself floating in the air
like a particle in sunlight
reluctant to make a new life on the carpet

I can’t even find the poetry
in the way in which we severed,
I’ve been out with laterns and lightning
bugs
and despite the borrowed brightness,
the pain is still blocking the sun