He is the extraordinary one,
the one who grew wings and flew away.
Went to the City of Angels to prove to me
that he belonged in that atmosphere.

He took my heart and shattered it
into a million tiny pieces,
reached into my body and
dug his fingers into my organs to empty
out all the blood and bad in them.

He emptied my translucent veins
out onto the cold bathroom floor,
making me cold like stone,
unable to move and see and breathe,
without as so much as an apology.

He was the humming in my veins,
but I wasn't even the ******* dust
on his  f i n g e r t i p s.

& if he was to fly back to me
and smile that smug smile of his,
I'd let him hurt and empty me
all over again.