another poem about heartbreak

remove the batteries from the clock

pluck off the hands, as if they were rose petals

drain the sand, bring it back to shore where it belongs

your time is up, our time is up,

it’s over, lover.

i’ve flipped the coin my number of tears too many times for you

heads for forgive, tails for forget

but whichever one it lands on, i don’t fret

i always choose to return to your arms

arms that have held others

arms with love potions flowing in its veins

arms that have held others while pretending to have only held me

i could’ve known better

i should’ve known better

i thought you were the morning,

the dawn of a new story, lighting up my eyes

dry the glistening rain on the pavement,

a vibrant yellow against the gray;

you were not just a saturday in a week feeling like all were mondays;

you, you, you.

but you were the night,

and i was a flower needing the sunlight

--skin needing heat--

but anything to be with you

until i didn’t even care that i was wilting;

i could not bloom

i could not wake up.

you were the night

and i cried to you

mildew tears staining rose-kissed cheeks

but you can’t spell tears without ears

and you never listened to my cry

you turned them into hurricanes

flooding me, drowning me

forcing beautiful things down the drain

and i could do nothing but go with the currents.

i was too much for you too handle

too this, too that

you told me that i loved you too much

you told me that this felt like a mistake

how could this be a mistake

when everything i had, i’ve put on stake

for your sake, for our sake

but all you said was you needed a break.

i am still hurting

barely a whisper of a petal left of me

stems broken down, nothing is holding me

but i promise you,

i will grow from this.

i deserve the sun.

i do not regret you

i cannot regret you

because at one point

you were exactly what i wanted.

but i regret not realising much earlier

i was giving the love

that i deserved.