It wasn’t fast or loud
It didn’t happen with a bang, or a crack, or a crowd.

It was more like sleeping.
A slow slip a lovely creeping.

It wasn’t a fall or a trip
It was an aching rip

I just looked at you
And I knew

But I wasn't surprised
It had been there all along I realized

But it had just opened its eyes
Beautiful brown ones full of love and void of lies.

That is how my love for you came,
Slowly and without shame.

People cheat for many different reasons
But almost none of them involve you

Being enough is not a factor
Listing the things that could be done
Differently is a waste of precious time
Because it truly wasn't you, it was them

Some do it for power, some do it for control
Some do it in loneliness, some do it in emptiness

Whatever the reason, remember it isn't you.
It is a mental compulsion, a temptation
That some otherwise extraordinary people
Fail to overcome, inhibit or control.

This isn't a justification, nor is this an excuse
I just want you to know these things
Are not because of you.

I looked into your eyes and saw a beautiful mind, everything you look at, everything you touch, everything you do and say you do it in a beautiful way.
You, yourself are a beautiful person in everything single away.

Walking in the cold rain
Alone and
Going nowhere
Just hiding tears in raindrops

Always dreaming of being lost
Lost and then
The endless fall
The gasping awakening

But always the rain will end
And sunrise
Put an end
To the cruelty of night

And life will begin in warmth
And hope
Blossoms into
The sweetest softest petals

                                           By Phil Roberts

I lay staring,
Still against the quiet groaning of a heart
Which weeps way beyond my reach,
Sighing beyond the shallows
Where I hide.

do not let him take a part of you with him when he leaves
you will receive no portion of him to carry with you like an unlucky charm
and he does not deserve any bit of you if he declares he is leaving


you cannot think of this as a loss of your other half
for you are not a half but a whole, passionate, ferocious being
with teeth sharper than he knew what to do with
a love stronger than he could’ve ever returned


and one day
he may be prepared
but you must let him know that it is too late


for you will find someone else
who lifts from the knees to take on your heart
and they will give you stability
and they will carry it well
and you’ll be strong enough by then
to carry theirs in return


and you realize you are two individuals
and not fragmented halves