I loved the girl until my hands fell off.
My hands did not literally fall off, but what I’m trying to say is:
my hands no longer belonged to me.
I loved the girl ‘til it wore me thin.
‘Til all the give was
gone.
‘Til every silence deafened me.
I loved the girl all river dam,
no river run, no river flow,
no getting anywhere at all.
I loved that girl ‘til I was cruel about it.
I loved that girl ‘til it caused her harm
and even then,
a little longer.