i stumble through
the grayness
certainty at the absence
of my feeling heart

i stare up at the sky
kneeling over me
to save me
and i turn back
to look in your eyes

it calls me
when you look away
and it calls for me
when you swear that you will stay

i love the sky
and i love you
but i can't decide
which one
i love more

Spare me a little oxygen,
I'd want to see the onset of tomorrow
Through the blurring from my tears
So I can't know for sure,
That proof of your existence
Lies in treacherous memory
And that you're gone.

The retrograde misanthrope
Takes another blow
While she keeps the show running
In a technicolor blaze
So you can't know for sure,
It's her toxic blood winding down the stage.

It can't be helped
and there's no one to implicate
But her induced kleptomania
Dripping from the slack tips of her fingers
Until she's left standing
In a pool of her own guilt.

I always thought we were great for each other, even though I knew good things never last..

It's so sudden like, what?
You don't even get a chance to process the pain you're about to endure.

Just yesterday they were telling you how madly in love they are with you and how the fire will never burn out.
How you'll make it and it'll be better than anything you could ever imagine.

But as soon as the clock hit midnight all those words were lost.

How can they do that?
How can one day they wake up and decide they don't want you anymore?
Is it hard for them? Do they feel bad?
Are they just not feeling well? Are they confused?

All these questions are running through your mind..
The sad thing is if they are,
then you don't need to be with the person causing them.

Love doesn't hurt when it's true, love doesn't break you.


You need to be strong for yourself,
Time will help.

I'm not saying time heals all wounds but it lessons the pain.
No they won't be completely gone, completely out of your mind.
But there will be times when you don't feel it,
when you don't feel their toxic presence.

...Just like there will be times when it's excruciating.
When you can't help but sob you're heart out.
All you do is mope,
With seemingly no way to cope.

As you walk you can feel the shards of your heart dropping and being crushed by your own feet, breaking you all over.

It will not be easy.

But look how far you've come, all the battles you've fought,
no matter if you've won or not.
You're here today for a reason,
don't let them make you wave your white flag.
You're strong even if you don't see it.

After all of this, they might come and apologize.
I'll just let you know one thing; you don't need to accept it.
You don't need to feel like the least you can do is forgive them,
As if;
It was you who caused all these horrible things to happen.
It was you who purposely made you have sleepless nights,
And no will for anything.
It was you who gave yourself that blank look in your eyes.
It was you who killed you..

Insanely, they come expecting you're accepting of their apology.
As if it's the most normal thing to do.
As if it's okay to go about breaking plates, not even bothering to clean them up.

Just leaving them there to rust away on the floor..

I think the most appropriate way to respond is:

Sorry *doesn't fix a broken plate.