Island Universe [IN CONTINUATION*]

sydney - slam poetry

"oh dear god,
how it pains me to think of you
each day;
to have to remember the distant memories of what could have been and what was nearly perfect,
until when it was time to leave and to part ways for the time being,
you never once responded back or tried to tell me
how you felt once it was all said and done.
you simply left me to fend for myself,
and pick up the broken pieces to my shattered heart,
you shot through like a bullet,
unaware of the damage you caused.
did that kiss,
beneath the withered oak tree,
mean nothing to you?
did the electricity that coursed through our two
bodies no longer flow within you like it did in
me?
or did it just fade away as our childish love deteriorated from a crush into nothingness?"