Pomegranate

today
my heart split open like a pomegranate
when i hugged you, and whispered
“i miss you”
to your kohl-coloured eyes.

the seeds spilled, staining
your clothes and
i tried to feel every one of them
as they dripped down our touching skin
but only tomorrow, 37000 feet away from
the infinity of your lap,
will today seem real.

you see,
this love
is too heavy;
squeezes the sweat out of my eyes,
squeezes my will until all that remains
are you
me
this sofa
and a lack of shoes.