when I was younger,
my idea of pain was so very limited,
it was
a garden of roses
in a world full of thorns

one thousand skinned knees
and
five hundred sprained ankles
could not even begin to compare
to what I felt,
the day you left

my body was broken
my heart no longer belonged in my chest
my mind was dead,
and every single thought of you
ripped
and
burned
and
decomposed
the skin
that I hadn't already gotten to

and these pain killers,
have always worked for
skinned knees
and
sprained ankles

but not today

so I'm raising my dosage
to a few handfuls

hoping this pain will go away

caught in the light
frozen in spaces
love filling places
electric fright

the moment before
expanding to singularity
undulating from uncertainty
wanting more

fallen hearts beat
feeling without touching
desire fuelled clutching
two halves meet

We are over, we are through
Funny how we promised to last
I guess we both meant
Only for a night
Finally gone is your ghost
I must say it was for the best
The memories we made
Will forever with me stay
They are sweeter than you ever were