Dark Poetry

Candles

I miss being loved and I hate feeling so haunted
I miss the "I love you"s and I miss feeling wanted
I wonder how easy it was to let it all go
What did it feel like when your love was no more?
Was I just another smudge on your window
Or a misplaced fingerprint on your painting?
Was it as easy as taking a breath?
I wish I knew how to wash these feelings down the sink
And away from my heart, now soaked in ink
My fingers are stained with your colors
But one day you realized -
I wasn't for you.
So please tell me how to blow out the candle -
Watch as the flame turns to smoke and the light disappears
To drop this into a river as it's swept away
Please don't ever come to me and say
'I miss you'
Because you'll never know the feeling
Of a hole in your chest in the shape of me
Nothing can fill it and nothing will fit
Because the only thing it was meant for was me.
How can you still look at me in that way
And make me feel, just for a second -
Whole again.
As if that hole in my chest is no longer?
Sometimes I wish you felt the same
Missing me like I do you
But maybe what's missing
Is just you