voids

if its a fit

itll fit

but by the time 

it gets pieced together 

ill be used to it

fallen 

apart

and once i realize it has fallen 

I wont know what went wrong

we'll try to rearrange-

not fill-

our voids

in deeper breathes,

& shorter glances

in a foreign kiss

with a familiar face

an old love 

in a new place

so we could pull-off balance

on our rickety stools

without the use of

laundered tools

cuz 

we got

1.prides to swallow

2.thoughts to hide

3.and a few truths 

to follow