on our two year anniversary,
i created a roadmap
of my love for you.
through words and phrases,
that strung like cursive,
forming stanzas of
spoken butterflies.
i made a pocketbook,
of all the poems written
in the notes app of my phone.
poems representing the
way i loved you for
two years.
i can no longer stare at the
synonyms and similes,
the imagery of the irresistible
love i carried for you,
the love that ate me alive until
i was left pouring it out of my heart
and into the box of the tokens of our
now broken relationship.
i refuse to remember these poems now.
lost in the jumble of pain,
i string words together that
only represent how you are no longer
the boy i spent
6 hours that night on as i
glued poems on paper,
connecting them with a gold ribbon,
calligraphy pen in my hand,
smiling with glee and sleep deprived eyes.
i wonder if you have buried that book,
the pictures of us,
love letters,
frames,
shirts i wore,
index cards of random reminders,
along with the love we had
in a box with my name on it.
-m
YOU ARE READING
year 1.
Poésiea collection of poetry written by yours truly as i navigate through the emotions of my first year of college and the summer before. enjoy <3 -malia d #12 in poetry (sept 12 2020)
