Lovers' Warfare Part 2
7/1/2013

You turned right
As I looked left
Behind you in the dust
Of a rusting heart.

The battle of our love was fierce
No words nor weapons used
Not needed when feelings could explode and do more damage.

If I would set off a grenade with a 'I miss you' trigger
You would put the pin back in and lock aim on my emotional headquarters
With a 'You're a dork' ****** scope.

My piercing combat knife with the word 'Boyfriend' engraved on it
Was used once or twice
But not against you - into my heart,
Hoping the wound would heal and cover up what I had wished could be real.