Month 1
You were sour
And I bitter
A hurricane
A tornado
so much the same
lead by destruction
we cause
but yet
so different from
each other
we pretend we
are opposite
shadow versus a light
but facing our dimmed reality
straightening our skewed perceptions
it is more like
black versus gray
a hurricane
or a tornado
wreaking harm
in our paths
leaving all but our pain behind
Month 2
now we're dancing
around each other
mimicking a Vienese waltz
easy to begin
hard to master
you were
graceful
beautiful
all that I wanted
but still
you loved her
she still captured
your innocence
made it hers
wound you up
turned you loose
I caught you
loved you
cherished you
but because
she sent you
you ran
back to her
and then there
we were
dancing our
Vianese waltz
Month 3
we were gone
away from others
gone gone gone
running away
suns to our backs
then suddenly pulled
back by a string
we thought we cut
yanked
tossed
then thrown into the world again
like marionette dolls
we moved on strings
controlled by
someone else
and then we broke
free
and once again
we're
gone gone gone
Month 4
4 months
and I'm tired
tired of feeling ignored
tired of being heartbroken
and I tried
tried to quit you
but you were like a drug
my friends telling me
"do you see the way he looks at you?"
"yes"
but I also see how he looks at her
and I dim in comparison
while I watch you walk away
with someone else
my lungs are burning
because I cannot get
a good breath
not anymore
with so much air in this world
you left me
unable to breathe
and all I'm asking
is for a little
of your air
so that I could
breathe again
Month 5
I've finally moved on
I think
but I'm afraid
afraid to let myself feel
for someone again
what if
they turn out to be
just like you
will I remember what to do
to make sure that I don't
get hurt anymore?
I keep asking
what if?
what if?
what if?
no one answers.
I'm sitting alone
wishing you were
the soul next to me
so maybe
I am not as over you
as I thought.
