I had my first dream last night that you weren't in.
not even a minor character,
your ****** name wasn't even in the credits,
let alone plastered across the sky in flashing lights
like you want it to be.
my first reality that you didn't belong in,
and it was the most blissful peace that I can remember since we bathed in pools of cloud.

I heard the first song that didn't make me think of you yesterday.
the lyrics, for once, were just lyrics,
not an embodiment of you and the things you do.
guess what?
it was coldplay.
you always hated coldplay.

this morning, I basked in the sun and didn't picture you coated in gold light beside me.
I didn't look at the leaves adorning the trees and picture your face laughing beneath it.

I didn't trace the plate lines of my palm and imagine the earthquake we used to create when yours collided with mine.

I didn't eat new food that I wanted you to try and I didn't want to share the smallest details of my day with you.

you may have won this poem, loverboy,
but don't be too triumphant.
your victory won't last long.
it's the era of my new beginnings without you and I'm going to be just fine.

i wrote you
a letter every day
letters to tell you
just how i feel

written in neat, curved
writing i told you
just how sweet
i thought you were
how you made my heart
glow

letters in which i wrote
with various colors of ink
pouring out my whole being
to you

i wrote you
a letter every day.

i wrote you letters in which
i told you how you made me
bloom.

eventually
i found myself
pressing harder on
the paper
than i had before.

creating tears in them
similar in shape
and size
as the ones
inside of me.

i began to send
letters
with creases
and bumps
and stains
splattered with tears

pouring
from my eyes

as i wrote
the anger
bubbling within me.

my last letter
addressed to you
contained
no words

but was blank.
because
i had none that

could reach
as far

and deep

into the cracks
of my
heart

to describe
just
what you

had left
of me.

Loving me is begging for a heart break baby-
But I'll show you if you let me

Breathe

I reach for the blur above me,
grasping for my own circles of life.
They, in return, float to abandon me.

Keep Breathing

I'm thinking,
didn't you all see me;
witness me throw my shoes to the side,
pull my pants down to my ankles,
then off around my feet?
Didn’t you watch me
lift my shirt above my head,
and dive in head first?

Maybe you didn't hear the splash,
the hard deafening sound of my body
crashing into waves.
Maybe you didn't feel the splatter of the ocean across your faces as you onlooked;
Or just maybe you walked away at the perfect moment to be able to say,

I had no idea she'd gone and done such a thing.
My baby would never do something like that.

Just maybe,
*It's time to learn how to swim.