words by dominic riccitello

the distance in the air
the way he stood there
with his hand in his pocket
light glistening behind him
his eyes, how they feared
a deep beauty within

he mumbled a few words
his aura
how it spoke for him
i loved
i knew
i just met him too

it worked in ways
lead us to daze
in what we thought it was
what we assumed it could be
but assumptions turn to dust
and what we assume
breaks trust

so i stood in the dark
listening to a voice i never knew
how it could be
when it never was
how it should’ve been
i told myself

but things work in motions
we learn by mistakes
with broken trust
by letting us experience
first hand
how we thought it was
but how reality showed us