It breaks my heart
to watch the women around me
allow men

to silence their song,
mute their colors,
smolder their fire.

Love is meant to lift us up,
not destroy our existence.

I can't continue allowing you to do this-
opening me up,
exposing my heart to the elements
with no intention of providing any shelter.

Tonight,
I'll have one too many beers
and scroll through my phone.
Send tantalizing texts
in hopes you'll take me home.
Ending the night
with you sharing my bed
will drown out this lonely noise
consuming my head.

I look at your Facebook
from time to time.
The man in the pictures
is not the one I called mine.
A genuine smile,
a face that glows.
Actual happiness
that finally shows.
I've come to realize
this is what you had to do.
Losing me to become
a healthier you.

I've gotten caught up
in your trainwreck of a life
and I have no intention
of untangling myself.

Today is for all the lovers.

The lovers going to bed alone.

The dreamers
searching for that someone.

Someone whose heart beats to their exact rhythm.

A rhythm that's in perfect synchronization.

A synchronization that makes them question how anything worked before this love.

The lovers who refuse to lose hope.