you are breaking…

you are breaking,
to be pieced together.
not by
my apologies,
but by
your expectations
building to understand
i, whom
you trust,
have
disappointed you
by
not trusting you.

you are breaking,
breaking
as my words
crack
your perception of me,
splitting
those
cauterized-like wounds
prior-sealed
by a kiss,
or thirty-one.

you are breaking,
shaking
off your
covering,
focusing
forward on
all ahead of you,
as your
pupils
constrict and
the brightness
of your light,
short-flickered,
flames on, standing
straight among the breeze.