loss for words

assassin

i realized how silent it was.
eerily silent right up until i met your eyes,
and then hers.

i held on to the gifts i bought for you, tighter.
it wasn't much but it was honest.

my gaze was on you with hers.
it was as if the world moved in slow motion,
cruelly

the realization hit me bitterly,
on a day that was ours,
you were with someone else

a broken heart is an understatement,
the instantaneous thoughts of

"maybe i was good enough,
maybe i just wasn't enough."

i broke into so many pieces,
i doubt I'll find all of them.

anger couldn't even devour me,
disappointment did.
i know you,
or i at least i thought.
but i never knew you could stoop this low.

the years,
all of the years of smiles, memories, and even the altercations.
we had our days but in the end,
weren't we amazing together?

weren't we?

smoke lined the room, from the burning candle that resided on the table.
something you found so interesting
because you couldn't look at either of us.
she was shocked too,
i guess she didn't know as well.

silence hung over us for what felt like an eternity.
in those moments i wanted to do so much,
but i just couldn't,
i didn't have the urge.

it didn't make any sense.
why today? why our day?
i was sure if it would hurt less,
but maybe i wouldn't feel so hollow,
like a skeleton thrown into a shallow grave.

it's over, our love is dead,
and you're the murderer.