you wrote like an outstretched hand
of memories whispered at night;
slipped your note on the desk, barely breathing,
left for your loved one to find.

cold laugh
flushed cheeks
crushed dreams

as pain soaked your heart
and tears soaked your bed
I was never built to love, you said.

torn page, crossed-out name
throat choked with shame
you said, I was never built for art.

just hide
locked mind
safe heart

but you draw like an outstretched hand
like memories whispered at night;
you write like a drowning man breathing,
you sing like a love note to life.