I ran to your door, wide eyed, my soul tie-dyed,
I saw you for the very first time in neon, a smile
Brighter than a college student, you were my love at
First sight. When I told you your beauty was a gift,
You blushed, cheeks pinker than your toes in the sand
We ran through on our wedding day, I wanted to get to know
You, again.
I walked to your door, rang the doorbell and waited,
contemplated,
I saw you for the second time in watercolor, painted on
Like a canvas, tainted by the way I turned you in circles
under the moonlight,
Skin kissed by the glow of my retinas, you turned pink in my
eyes,
I watched you walk away and I knew I wanted to chase you,
forever,
And never, again.
I crawled to your door, subtle knocks left my knuckles
bloody, tear stained,
You didn’t care to open the door in time, I saw you once
Again in pastel, my heart stopped beating, my nose started bleeding
Again in pastel, my heart stopped beating, my nose started bleeding
The day you forgot my name, why can’t you love me,
Neglect is a bullet that collapsed my lung, I writhed in
pain,
Agonizing in your violence, your silence was noteworthy,
I wanted to hear you speak, once, again.
I forgot to come to your door, eyes still swollen from you,
I see in matte,
A time or two before I ripped my heart out, scratched at my
skin until
I became a part of it, reached in to break my bones, I
wanted
Someone to care, you didn’t sit by my coma-laden body,
riddled with
Holes to my soul, I can’t find my road to recovery, you’re
addiction,
I wanted to breathe you in, and die, again.
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