You've forgotten how to have a proper conversation
An award-winning dialogue is scripted in your head
Ready to bloom like bouquets from your mouth
But only petals drift down
And nothing takes root

I trained my eyes
never to look at her
when she passed,
and not to wander
at the sound of her name.

but my heart
is a fractured animal
needing pieces of it
she has never returned.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
"look at the stars
and how they shine for you"