Let me not say I built my fate around you
Let me not say it was because of you I laughed
Let me not say your love was the blood that washed down the pain in my veins
And let me not say I'm broken
For love and I were foes until I was deceived by the light that shone from you chest and caught me by suspense—
It caught me by surprise and with the sting on a bee, went deep into my soul leaving behind acidic addictive emotions
Let me not say I'm broken neither am I whole
For I've spent half of my life without love and beauty
I've lived deep in my subconscious memory
And to my dismay, the conscious seeks love today
Let me not say I'm weak for i was complete before you came
I was filled to the last orbital—
In fact I was stable, my outermost smiles proved the butterflies within my stomach ; for I was whole
I was happy before I met pain
I was charming before you called me prince and after staring into your eyes, I'm now a beast
My heart is under operation
Not of real numbers but that of pulses and surges which run in seconds;
They are micro so don't blame me if you can't see my tears
They compete for space day and night
I might be broken not because you left me but because you made me believe in love which I don't believe exists anymore —
Let's meet in the grace without rings then.
*Joe Scribbler *
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