clavicola:

I know so close to nothing 
about the boy who is supposedly mine.

No part of him is mine. Not even his lips.

So this is what it feels like to love someone
more than he loves you. 

I look down at my naked self and
see a missing elbow, a wrist
that I had left tangled up in his sheets. 
He had kissed my shoulders goodbye. 
The bridge of my nose was the first
to go. 

At the doctor’s office last afternoon
with the stethoscope cold against my skin

I was surprised that she found
a heartbeat. 

(via 52hearts)