cast iron soul
p: unrequited!lavender/padma
her name is ash on your tongue
tasting familiar and bitter
something you used to know so well
padma, padma, padma
.
you wonder if she's the same
if your hearts still beat in sync
and your eyes still close at the same time
lavender, lavender, lavender
.
does she still slam doors
and scream so loud
the neighbors complain?
please don't go
.
is her hair still as wild as she is
untamed, running free with the wind?
is it messy when she wakes up?
it's too much
.
you want to know
does she still need you,
like the moon needs the sun?
if only.