the heart escapes when it finally realizes what it truly wants

rose are red
violets are blue
forget the little things
that he used to do

he does not like you.
he does not like you.
he does.. not.. like you.
he.. does.. not like.. you.
he does not like you.

& it’s okay.

morning
laying in bed
unable to move
trying to find the words
to let go of you
thought I was there
oh such a fool
what I need now
is the greatest of tools
a source with no end
a well that never stops
a joy that protects from light and dark
He who never sleeps
He who never slumbers
He who is always there watching over us
He can help me let go of you
remember the greatness beyond us two

Bittersweet
The taste on my tongue
The heaviness of the chocolate
With a tartness that longs
This is what it feels like
To really let you go.

these moments to be forever remembered in the words on the page.
love shown to be deserving of a story written to life.
respect to be carried in any future memories.