This is the End

Beginnings are endings

loopdy loops of nothing ridden on repeat

dives into your empty arms

watching as seals break silence

that breaks more than hearts

tape fixes tabletops

not hearts stopped

smiles are drawn on

temporarily permanent

permanently temporary

hugs are suffocating

taking away lots

leaving fragmented bits of love

dropped like breadcrumbs

leading only to the place

avoided with a passion

followed over and over

convincing me that this time will be different

blank mimicry in the same hollow shell

wearing thin in response to overuse

aching to be buried in the ground

with that shattered heart

a surplus of what ifs supplied

to build the wall that surrounds

and keeps out the good things

breaking down for no one

trembling always

prepared to ignore the strings tugging until they snap

love turned off

remote hidden in plain sight

waiting to be asked to turn on

when what I really wanted to ask

was where did the love go?

w h e re

d i d

o u r

l o v e

g o . . .

I'm waiting to find it

will you take it back when I do?

I'll save it all

just to be spent on you. . .

because I love the idea of you. . .