Nociception & Nonsensical Metaphors

6 The best of tragic endings

Time seems to stop as I glance
At this beautiful blemish of the past.

I've burned every page you ever sent me.
I found it appropriate since your
An angel of fire and you
Lit us up at the start.

Still the reverie burns bright
And I won't forget everything you taught me
About failure, love, loss, lies,
And lack of regret.

You're the reason my poems
Are ridiculously devoid of pronouns.

My eyes are closed
I'm thinking of your face
But I remain composed.

We've both moved on
But I feel so empty for not hating you
You gave me the cure and your bright eyes,
All I ever gave you was a fire inside.

I closed my eyes
And let my mind escape
Into a world of lies.

I'm sorry that I couldn't
Keep up with your
Syncopated heartbeat.
It was never going to work.

An artist with a blemish
and an arsonist with a passion.
We were a short story with the best
Of tragic endings.