You’re so pale I can see
The bruised blue of your veins
Staining your stark-white arms.
What is it like?
Knowing your blood is gone
On its way to a stranger
A nameless face
To mingle with their cells
Rush through their veins and
Beat inside their heart.
You saved someone’s life today
And I can’t help but feel that
You’ll be closer to them
Than you’ll ever be with me.
The bruised blue of your veins
Staining your stark-white arms.
What is it like?
Knowing your blood is gone
On its way to a stranger
A nameless face
To mingle with their cells
Rush through their veins and
Beat inside their heart.
You saved someone’s life today
And I can’t help but feel that
You’ll be closer to them
Than you’ll ever be with me.
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.



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