What Comes To Mind

Sparks

It's funny how they say time heals everything.

Life.

Death.

Divorce.

Hatred.

Lust.

Anything. You name it, time fixes it.

Yeah right.

Because time sure didn't fix my make up as I looked in the mirror that night you were gone.

Time didn't hold me while I waited for you to come back to me and say, "Can we just pretend I didn't fuck up?"

Time didn't stop you from walking out the door and time sure as hell didn't fix the damage of a broken girl staring hopelessly at her blank screen begging time to have you send me a text. Or something! Anything just as long as you were still there.

Time didn't stop me from loving you like a naïve child loves an old dog. It's fatal, and you know it, but you choose to ignore it until the reality really takes them away. You were my old dog. Loving me in a way that no one else could. You knew how to love me like a flame loves paper. The heat. The intensity of your love scorched my heart in the best way possible. But then you tried to ice it down by walking away. Not even a text. Or a call. Or a goodbye..

I loved you like I'd never loved anyone before. And I still love you to the point where I hate myself. You've been gone for over a year.. You haven't talked to me in months. And yet. My heart still clings to those ocean blue eyes and chocolate hair. To the 6'5" height that could wrap me into a sanctity of safeguarded happiness. To the dumb jokes that always made me laugh myself to tears. Your smile that would light the night sky. Your laugh that would put the most prestigious symphony to complete shame. Your voice that could lull angels to sleep. Your personality that shook the very ground you stood on. You were a spark that ignited me.

And I don't think it'll every go away, Sparks.