Wings

black hair
stupidly blue eyes
a voice like gravel,
whispering,
over and over,
"i cannot save you"
and
"i'm sorry."

lips cracked
and bruised
tell me,
"it's always the end of the world somewhere."

i can play it in my head
all night long
but he still left.
into the blue.

those blue eyes.
stupidly blue.
i remember them watching,
hoping.
lost.