I never wanted to write this poem

I told you to Lend me your lips

and I'll teach you what love is, I said

I'll let my eyes become your moon

if you'll lend me your collarbones

so I can use them to build a bridge

to the mountains inside my heartstrings

Love, I wrote you an anthem

for all the nights you made my knees sing

and I swore on every dying man's last breath

that I would never change the tune of that song

I was a fool for letting you love me

I knew I would break you in

You told me in life we can't always win

but I thought we were

Because winning was found in the mornings

when your skin looked like feathers under lamplight

and nights when your eyes glistened from that red wine

and I swore I would never let you drink it with anyone else

I told you I couldn't catch a break

and you told me life wasn't a baseball game

I don't have to catch anything

but oh did I ever want to catch you like a firefly

in my glass heart

The day you left I whispered that I would never stop writing you poems

you were always giving me inspiration

You still are

Yesterday I breathed a ghost out of my lungs

and I swore the cigarette smoke could fill up the sky

I thought maybe you'd see my signal fire

telling you it's time to come home

Telling you it's time to listen

time to listen for the last night

When you pressed your cheek against mine

and told me not to call

and I thought the words were poison dripping from your mouth

I was screaming but nothing was coming out

and I knew I couldn't live another day the same ever again

Because now that you're gone

my lipstick can't even stick right

and my sonnets are words numbed by hopelessness

and this poem is a poem I never wanted to write

You were right here standing over my shoulder

just a few weeks back

I have no idea where I lost track of the time

but it's gone

just like you

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