Look at what you've done,
I thought that you were the one.
Instead you've hurt me:
you laugh when you see me bleed—
You are a calamity.
You've always known my nature.
Don't act innocent;
heartbreaking has always been
my true personality.
Tell me, is this real:
do you truly love me when
you still sleep with her?
Why be afraid of
his tiny fire when you are
the entire ocean?
love like this
was practically a myth
before you changed my mind
and showed me that it does exist.
We were the couple others admired
Yes, we were inseparable
An extension of the other
I, the present moon
And you, the companion star
We caught the eyes of those below
Making them believe in love
Aspiring to be like us above
Yet it was all an appearance
Me- reenacting what I knew,
A reflection of reciprocated affection
You- giving coldly expressed attention.
These distant galaxies of which we take part
Shape us into these pedestaled works of art.
Her family doesn’t like
What he talks about
How he calls her “Girl”
The way he treats her
They heard them arguing
They think that he hits her
So her brother hit him back
You could hear his nose snap
Her family tries
To tell her to let him go
To say no to him
To split them apart
She says that
They don’t know his heart
They don’t understand her
They don’t see them
For what they have
So until they do
She won’t see them
She’s had enough
They’ve pushed her so far
That she’s finally snapped
The apartment used to be clean
Because of her
The conversation had continued
Because of her
The meaning in their time together
Was all because of her
Now as the silence grows
As the dishes pile up
As time together matters less
Like the mess on the floor
She’s learned to not care
Just like him sitting on that couch
Eating his pile of snacks
Snapping up the silence
Silver and small
The way that light hits each link
Makes it appear
Like a lobster’s claw.
Is a behemoth.
Trunk so happily lifted high,
It could shower water at any time.
The links it grasps-
A pair of hearts.
You can feel the love coming from them-
They link together.
Dear life they represent;
But they mean
To the one
That holds them.
They are smooth.
They are harsh.
“Is there anything else,” he said gruffly,
“Anything else that I should know?”
Looking deep into my eyes
Those green eyes I had loved
“Shawn and I,” tearfully I said
“I know,” he said and in that instant
I regretted that this curt, analytical,
Forceful man, was exactly
What I had asked for- what I wanted.
Is it possible, to pour oneself into another
As a vessel that just keeps flowing and giving:
Slowly tilting till the mouth is straight,
Parallel to where the bottom once was,
Only then to realize that you’re now empty?
Yes, now I realize that things don’t work that way,
You can’t give yourself unconditionally
And expect to remain wholly same.
I thought concealing the truth was best
Kept hidden in deep darkness was laid
Let those secrets never see light again
If I keep them all there
Then you would never have to hurt
For your or my sake
So why are things so complicated?
In your eyes I only see pain
You want me to bring them to light
But I’ve resolved to keep them out of sight
I do want to let you have your way
Yet don’t cause I can’t stand your tears
If you knew you’d hurt so much more
However, would this actually hurt you
When I’ve already pained
Your heart so many times before?