Because of you I've learned to plug my ears when another sickly sweet cherry cough medicine tasting love song comes on the radio
Because of you I've learned to let rivers escape my lashes without a tremble falling from my swollen lips and a sniffle escaping my ruby red nose
Because of you I've reduced my moans to whimpers as I recall what once happened in between the itchy sheets I now lie on, alone and clothed
Because of you my fingers claw at my neck at the mention of your name, reminding me of when you revealed another, far more captivating piece of art, had screamed it.
Because of you the once flourishing sunflowers in the decaying backyard, have slowly withered to appear as dead as my lungs feel
Because of you my ribs feel heavy, like a hurricane pushing down on my chest, keeping me trapped underneath the comforter I washed a million times over in an attempt to rid it of your scent
Because of you the record on the player has yet to spin, collecting dust so that it may never be fully functional again, just as I have become
Because of you, I have lost the will to love and simply because of you, I believe I am not enough.
YOU ARE READING
he/him/you
Poetry[completed] some half assed thoughts i've had about unrequited love and unnecessary hope shattering revelations
