#poems about heartbreak
i’m laying on his bed;
but all i can think about is the tiny bit
of wallpaper that is scraping off
in the corner by your bedroom door.
he’s cradling my fingers;
but all i can think about is the time
we were talking about the universe and
you absent-mindedly started
tracing stars on my hand.
he’s nuzzling my neck;
but all i can think about is the beautiful mark
you left on my collarbone after we got drunk
at 3am and snuck onto your neighbour’s roof.
he’s caressing my cheek;
but all i can think about is the cold touch
of your fingers that night and
i knew that you had slipped into the darkness
again
and my thighs weren’t warm enough for you.
he’s kissing my lips;
but all i can think about is the curve on your upper lip
and the time we made out for hours
and how you left a horrible taste in my mouth afterwards
because you had gone through two packs of marlboro that day
and how i stayed
even though you gave me every reason to leave
and now i can’t be in bed with a beautiful boy
who likes the way i speak
because all i can think about
is how chapped you left me,
just like your lips.
I woke up this morning
Missing you
Fiercely
Or rather
I woke up this morning
Missing the man
You promised to be
-I Like You Better While I’m Sleeping
“You thought you could wade through the water to me. That I would be waiting on a rock in the sun. You stepped into the waves, a fresh sailor in white linen. I lured you in with my song, deeper and deeper I called to you, shimmering like a pearl. But suddenly I am only the shadow of a cloud. In the shade of my love I have left you; strong enough to tread water but desperate enough to drink salt.”
-The Siren’s Song-
