On that dreaded day
You gave me chocolates
Handed me a box so plain
Thinking it wasn’t much
What you didn’t realize
Was that in
Eleven days time
It would change
A metamorphosis
Now the half eaten box
Sitting calmly on my desk
Is all of my hope
Slowly leaving
One piece at a time
Each morning
I take one piece
The wrappers now
Clutter my car
Perfectly preserved
In your old seat
Where you handed them to me
Where you told me you loved me
Where so many memories live
Now their only company
Is the shiny red wrappers
That once held my hope
The hope that was sweet
So sweet as it stuck in my throat
Just like all of those words I wrote
Addressed to you
Sitting next to that plain box
Now every sunrise
Tears bite at my eyes
While the words
Beautiful and perfect
Echo in your voice
As chocolate gets stuck in my throat

They say blue is beautiful
That green is intoxicating
But what is never said is
Brown
The addicting combination
Gold strikes from the center
Chasing the forest greens
Rustic chocolate staying calm
Black as spilled ink in the night
With flickering  lights
These lights show so much
Love radiates from them
Leading me through the dark
Dancing with laughter in firelight
Now I want to set them on fire
Like they have done to my soul
All of my being burns
Their lingering touches
Now ghosts
That chase me to midnight
Once I've pasted
My tears run after them
Streaming like all those movies we watched
Brown watching me
More than the screen
Out of the corner
Wrapping their extremities around me
Looking into my dull brown
To tell me I'm beautiful
Perfect
Now I burn alive at these words
All I see through the flames
Are the hollow shells
Of what use to be
My brown eyes