cryptic conversions
from you into her this is
what you deserved when these
problems occurred again

blackened from burning skies
that turn red when yearning dies
from glares of your urging eyes
i’m beginning to realize

perfection gives no regard to
love that has fallen apart i’ll
cling to just any sort of
person with half a heart

nothing comes close to you
so comparison is of no use
in my search for broken truths
i’ll never feel without you