You’ve changed-

As if the sun ripped the fire

Out of its own flames,

Watching the clouds burn down

Into ivory ash,

Leaving a once lustrous sunset

Gray and black.

You’ve changed;

It was only a few years ago

That when I was close to you,

Your warmth would wrap me in

Cashmere

And your hands,

Lingering on my waist, completed me

As you captured my soul

In your creamy gaze.

You’ve changed;

Your voice no longer drowns me in

It’s immaculate vibrance

And resounding sweetness,

Filling the void inside of me,

Lighting up my personality.

You’ve changed

Like a subtle wind that picks up

And a light drizzle that wasn’t there before,

A memory changed,

History rewritten-

The type of history

That changes the course of everything.

You’ve changed

 Like when the ice in your glass

Drip-drips until its liquid.

The remnants of your passion have dissolved;

You can’t seem to look at me like I’m your world.

The intensity in your

Touch

Has faded.

If I was your world,

You would look at me like

I had ripped out the fire

From my own flames,

Leaving myself in gray.

The rush that you felt

As you held me close

Would give you away.

You’ve changed,

You’ve changed. 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Trisha Beher is a youth artist, writer, and activist. She loves illustrating the subtle nuances of life in the writing and artwork she creates. Trisha aims to connect to diverse audiences on a deeper level through her work.

ABOUT THE EDITOR:
Jillian is an aspiring writer from Long Island, New York. Her work has received national recognition in the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards and has been published in the Apprentice Writer literary journal. In fall 2020, she will be attending Stony Brook University to study creative writing. When she isn’t writing poetry or short fiction, Jillian is reading, riding horses, or drinking obscene amounts of tea.You can find her on Instagram @jmcarson_poetry.