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Tiger Striped Jan 2019
a broken heart
is the look on her face
as she showed him
her heart
and immediately
realized
he was looking at someone else

for so long
his rhythm
was all that her heart
listened to
and eventually
it forgot
how to beat on its own
a broken heart
Tiger Striped Jan 2019
the day we walked in the woods
curiosity was stronger
than i was
as i opened my mouth
thirsty for your spoonfuls
of poison
it dripped from your fingertips
each time you wiped away my tears

soon my vision
had bidden me farewell
how was i to resist
the only voice i could hear
anymore
when it belonged
to the last boy
i ever saw
Tiger Striped Jan 2019
Willpower is strong
especially in us
but we cannot will
the world to stop spinning
the sun to stop shining
the tides to stop rising
the wind to stop blowing
the clock to stop ticking.

Willpower is strong
but darling,
we will never
rewrite
fate.
Tiger Striped Jan 2019
the next girl
should get bouquets of flowers
not fistfuls of flour
flung in her face
choking her,
blinding her,
burning her lungs

please
give her flowers
do not deceive her
as you did
me
Tiger Striped Jan 2019
After you moved out
I cleaned my house
top to bottom
I rid it
of every little thing
you threw away
here.
I found pieces of myself
that now bear your name
etched deep
a permanent reminder
of you.

Some things I could not bring myself
to burn.
Those I locked away
up in my attic
invisible to my mind's eye
yet there nonetheless.

Now others walk through my house
wondering how lonely
I must be
but I have long needed
living space
for myself.

So as I sit here
just my thoughts and
me,
I cannot help but wonder
what did I leave
in your house?
Tiger Striped Jan 2019
i twisted together the little white flowers
into a crown
for you
watched your face light up
started to blush
after all, they're only weeds
but you
wore them like a prince
opened my door like a gentleman
rolled our windows down
turned up my favorite song
it doesn't matter if we know
all the words
summer is short
and those little white flowers
won't be around for long
Tiger Striped Jan 2019
Months I spent
building our dream
on the words you spoke
your promises,
my solid foundation.
You watched me labor,
encouraged me.
It was a beautiful dream,
but I did not know
it had always been larger than reality.
You were never interested
in something so fantastic.
The sigh I breathed
was enough to send it
crumbling to the ground
and reveal underneath
the rocks that I had built upon
were sand from the beginning.
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