metonymy4u

i wanted more from our relationship than
just another piece of evidence. i wanted more than an excuse
for moodiness. i think you did too. but the child that smiled and ran
knew all our lies and not one truth worth telling anyone.
why is it do you think that instead of wasting time
in lonely spaces where everyone is talking all the time,
you have never found enough silence in which
to grow something someone will remember?