delusion

Life is twisty and turning,
Hearts are origami, we are learning.

Deliberate creases, to remember the time,
maybe it's a paper dream, but, then again- it's mine.

Forget burned bridges and the ash of ghosts,
and the far away things that are still too close.

Remember how we choked on miles?
and some nights we couldn't wait awhile?

Forget closed doors and everything we (n)ever say,
Once, we risked it all for nylon strings and traveling one-way.

Her breath, that night, our initials in the sand-
nothing lasts quite as long as we planned.

Hearts are origami, foldy, changing, and forgetting.