i.
It's taken me longer than it should to realise that sometimes, most times, love is unrequited, one-sided. I learnt this with you, after you, because of you. You taught me what it means to have my heart broken. With him I'm starting to learn that sometimes, I will do the breaking.
ii.
But flowers bloom through the rain, and so will I
iii.
I dropped my phone this morning, the screen shattered and for a moment I could've sworn it looked exactly like my heart. I tried to get it fixed, screamed and begged and cried to have them do something but your voicemail is still gone and I don't know how to shake off the numbness that's seeped into my bones.
iv.
We don't talk anymore, but you smiled at me today and it felt like I was falling. I thought I was better, I thought it was getting easier to pretend you hadn't seared you name like a tattooed brand on my heart; but then you went and smiled at me and all the little bits of you I'd thought had trickled out my veins, seeped right back into me and I was left winded in the hallway wondering if the moon ever felt so lonely missing the sun.
YOU ARE READING
stardust & silk
Poetrya series of poetry i've written throughout the years that somehow comes together to tell a story
