I asked which of the three
I should choose for thee
But you responded with 'nay'

C'mon it's only foul play
That you would respond that way
Don't stare at me,
While you do your little sway

Don't even look at me when you talk,
Smile, or show your teeth--
I know who you are beneath
And you are exactly how I thought

I love you more than the sands on the beaches
The leaves on the trees
The fishes in the sea

This is not about love

I love you more than the clouds in the sky
The grass under my feet
The amount of times people are kind

This is not about love

I love you more than there are cells in the human body
hairs on the back of a dog
books that there are to study

This is not about love

I love you as equally as a bird loves its mate
A hoarder loves their stuff
Destiny loves fate

This is definitely and utterly not about love

It was cold, so cold

I couldn't feel my hands--

fingers, toes.

I cried and cried--

and cried,

but you weren't there,

by my side.

I feel numb,

dumb--

and forgotten.