Katie Fullerton '23
When I first saw you cry, your tears burned my skin.
I was too little to know your sorrows.
Yet your teary green eyes, like dewy evergreens, captured mine
the way that your bed time stories still echo in my dreams
The way that your heart still pumps blood into mine
The way that your hand still rescues mine as we navigate Life’s intersections Together
And I understood. I still do.
Your sorrow flowed to me – an ocean made of tears, and
I drowned. I drowned in your despair.
My emotions scattered to microscopic ash,
and I – a remnant of you – cried, too.
We, two weeping willows, cried together.
Together but apart.
You tried to hide your eyes with dark glasses
But trees can’t hide their leaves
How can you hide when I cry, cry, and cry for you?
You can’t hide me, can you?
In the fullness of time, I hid myself
I sank into my ocean’s abyss
You bought me my first pair of dark glasses
It’s your duty, right? To protect me?
you tucked me under covers
Flicked off my lights
And darkness consumed me
But your “I love you” made it okay
So I understood.
With pride, I wore those glasses.
I concealed my eyes from the burning sun
And darkness captured me from everyone
– even you
We are an asymtope
Your lines – your stories and memories – determine the ends of mine
And mine yours
Yet the space between us never fills
Beneath our matching dark glasses
I capture your dewy green eyes
I’m old enough to know
I know your sorrow
Beneath the darkness
Within the distance
I’m still there
We’re still there together