I could not find the words to describe How your words were falsely unified. In your brain, you plastered them together- Hoping to win my heart back.
'I'm Sorry, I love you.' Verbatim.
'She meant nothing, you mean the world to me.' Verbatim.
Remember when these words slithered out The time before, And the time before that?
And I stand here, yet again like I'm on a loop. Medusa won a staring contest with my soul When I walked into our sanctuary and saw your 6" soul haunting her narrow corridor.
The walls shivered, our planets froze. The starry colours left my sight. I lost count of the moments between You moaning 'I love you' and her scream.
'I'm Sorry, I love you.' Verbatim.
'She meant nothing, you mean the world to me.' Verbatim.
---- I'm losing sleep, missing pieces. I cannot do anything but change it all. The life we lived Is a life I must continue to live- Not as us. But as Me.
I dropped my paint and let it splatter- Our once white walls are now splotched pink and light blue. Periwinkle and Bumble bee yellow. Magenta and Orange-red.
MY WALLS SCREAM MINE MINE MINE MINE MINE-
--- Our sheets are now my sheets-
But I hate the 100% cotton comforts where we rolled and kissed and slept.
Where SHE arched HER back and came to me crying in the doorframe.
So I pour 3 fingers of whiskey as the ashes consume those thoughts. I let the flames burn the grasses, dry the land, warm my heart.
MY sheets are pastel pink with white lace accents.
---- Our home became mine and our **** became mine and our hearts stayed yours. I am a cigarette ****, scathed, warm in mother nature's soil. I am a rose ripped to petals left to trail the way to something. I am warm milk at the end of the bottle that the child cannot drink. ----
-I am soaking up the sun today- -And for once, I am Okay- -And I'm so glad you're gone- ----
♡I'm Okay♡
Kind of an aftertaste, a bit bitter, a bit storyline. A postscript type sequel to one of my previous poems. Leave a comment if you can guess which one, And if you guess right let's do a collab. ♡