Lexie Woodall, Junior from Arlington, TX
pinkies interlocked,
insecurities intertwined.
a point of no return,
an oath of allegiance sworn.
two perfectly crooked smiles,
four star speckled eyes.
worlds sprout forth from
our fingertips, senseless and
dizzying joy skips! cloaked
in the soft light of the night,
secrets splurged in the darkness
and remain there for life.
you and i, in an orbit of our own.
Time turns, and we sprout like
the daisies we once picked
to be woven halos.
New characters enter our story;
you bask and blossom in their glory
while I wait for you in the shadows.
Seasons change, and you with them.
What was once unyielding fidelity
and sweet hopes for eternity
has turned to whispered plans,
deluded promises, and
threats of disgrace.
A passing glimpse of your
face is all I see now.
You blend with the
strangers we once swore
would never understand us.
You deemed me insignificant,
mere collateral for your pursuits
and if that was not enough,
you barred my soul and
bartered with my secrets
for promises of acceptance.
i am broken by the shallowness
of your character.
but
if you need me,
i’ll be there.
pinky swear.