let’s be honest here

I knew I was in need of silence

and yet I kept gifting countless words

in a sad and futile attempt to

keep his heart engaged

and mine unaware of

it’s aches and pains

truth is I abandoned myself

well before he did

so is it really fair to blame

him for all the heartache

when I was hurting prior to being left?

 

It’s clear now that I was betrayed-

but by my own self

not him.

 

What type of warrior are you?

Another dagger in the heart

You’d think by now that 

I’d have learned how 

to use my shield,

how to wield my sword…

Guess I’m just not

the type of warrior 

who fights off love. 

Insufficient

Some days 

I still wish I could 

see myself through your eyes,

even if just once more

It’s not enough 

to know that once upon a time 

you loved me 

as much as you would ever love

anyone

and the photographs that once spoke a thousand words

hide away quietly in boxes

waiting for the day 

when the memory of your face

won’t make me

crumble inside.