content warning: infidelity, mild/implied torture
the day begins, when the cloud blurs the sun,
brushing off blonde rays from my braids, coloured an ocean,
little ballerinas pirouette in my chest,
as fate heads me towards a beloved woman.
she stands with her back against the door,
loneliness looming over her like a carnivore,
fidgeting, shrinking, mumbling, poison pouring,
“i don’t think we should see each other anymore”
the floor under me starts to crack,
while my head fills with so many questions to ask,
it’s suffocating — invisible hands gripping my throat,
to admit defeat, holding a white flag.
the world loses its colours amidst the spring
i shatter into nothing
consumed by my own grief
until i hear a
ting!
the day begins, when the spring comes green,
i arrive at the place, bubbling with caffeine,
eager for her smile, her kiss, her warmth
wrapping me in satin.
her silhouette was bigger than before
conjoined with a figure she often draws
by a gentle kiss on the lips
clueless of the surprise tearing me raw.
cloudy day falls with me in sync,
heavy steps sinking, lost between strange cold buildings,
waiting for a big wind to sweep me away,
until i hear a
ting!
the day begins, when i lie awake
in the same place until the silence breaks,
“why don’t you come,”
she calls in anger, as guilt paints my vision opaque.
emptiness flows down my throat and becomes all i can drink,
throwing me in a spiral, pushing me on the brink,
cutting my thoughts short,
until i hear a
ting!
the day begins,
ting!
the day begins,
ting!
