standing still

Navami Muglurmath

as soon as I think of you you disappear, silently. I trace you, trace my steps. the sweet taste of summer, the impending autumn. time gets cold and the icicles in my room grow until they brush past the tip of my nose. goosebumps shiver over my skin, I rub my palms frantically together, as I used to do to your hands.

a curled eyelash stranded on your cheek, make a wish. smoky breaths blown into the icy air, the soft smell of our perfumes as soon as the weather warms you disappear, silently. as soon as I snap my fingers, a kindred spirit disappears a woosh of a cold breath sweeps through me, I can’t feel myself, can’t feel my fingers, can’t feel you anymore, out of my reach.

I let out a silent breath exhaling the words I miss you. full stop.