Invisibility

by Andrea Cremer

Too much. Too fast. Too intense. The glass soul falls to the ground and shatters into a thousand words. The invisible boy becomes visible, and all of a sudden, his emotions blast neon.

even in the dusky minutes before falling into sleep, when your heart opens up like a night-blooming flower.

“You

I am reacting to the emptiness, the loneliness I feel when she’s standing right in front of me and feels as far away as the ends of the world.

People say that time slips through our fingers like sand. What they don’t acknowledge is that some of the sand sticks to the skin. These are the memories that will remain, memories of the time when there was still time left.

Pulling close to someone is only a temporary symbol. It’s the way you breathe with each other that’s the telltale sign.

I want this to be the sand that stays on my fingers. You. When everything else is gone, I want to remember you.