Messy

It's heartbreak -
It's messy
It's scary, it's strange
You're numb
Then feel everything -
the joys and the pains
Replace him with homework
Replace him with prayer
Just try
not to cry
over memories you shared.

Don't think.
Don't you dare
recall all of the days
his soft minty lips fell all over your face.
The sweet morning messages mean nothing now,
but you still have the notes he knows nothing about
The small note he wrote in the middle of class is plastered with tape on the top of the glass
of the mirror you looked in while doing your face
before every 6:30 he came for your date.