they say falling into love
is dramatic and daring
and desperate and striking and beautiful
and all the good words in between

but they don’t tell you
when love you must fall out of
it is just as much a thing of beauty

you may see
a glittering dark sky,
a tireless display where
light and color and God collide

all I see
is the broken promise he
left behind;
for though time, space, and state
lines separate,

at least we would sleep
under the same massive,
twinkling,
blanket

She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."