Echo

April 16, 2014 / 12:16 A.M.

Weights are tied to my ankles

And I have not seen a heavy heart

That doesn’t look like soaked pillows

With the shape of my face entrenched into it

Most of the people I know never understand

The kind of superpower it takes to go out on a rainy day

I have seen how my smile can look like a water spout

Saying hello to a dwindling gutter

And these hands are holding tight to that thread

That’s keeping the chandelier in place

Here’s to the tiny spec of believing that yes!

Life can be beautiful!

Life can be rich!

And beautiful can mean

Seeing your fingers filling the spaces between mine

What I know about loving is that pain is never just yours

Whenever hurt taps you at the back

I know my wound is a sound coming back

I kept on waiting for my pain to become a window

To see where the wind is leading the falling leaves to

I watched a dandelion mislay its thoughts in the blustery weather

and when it did, it speckled a thousand seeds.

Next time when I go out and ask you to watch the sun

Please don’t ask me to curl back under the sheets

Drag me to the nearest shore

Because it is always good to watch the waves kissing the shoreline

Dusting off my calloused knees as the biting cold announced its coming

But here’s where I will love the cold and ask life to dance

And you, you stay here with me

Share me your dazzling fists of failure

Your love for pain that kept you going

Life has left bruises on your face and mine

And it shall forever be a legacy of us staying here

It is the beauty of throbbing that has kept us together

And when loneliness whispers hello into your ear, don’t worry

Were together on that, too!