Eyes that see
Seeing as I am seeing less and less of That lately
A heart not beating for the sole purpose of breaking a heart
Since, refusing to settle,
Dancing
Character, and A character
About whom I’ll pen an epic true-story novel
A Love who’ll not put This Love on a shelf
Nor ever leave it
Unread
“I love you with every bit of my heart,” and I went on and on
Some pleading to an audience of none
“You would’ve always been the only man for me. You renewed my hope and changed my life. I was so excited about us. We were going to love and take care of each other for the rest of our lives — yes? I was working hard to become a better version of myself….”
Then some seedling
Sown, thankfully
Sprung from beneath the freeze
Reminded me
In reality
Was and were and what would’ve been
Were as empty husks
A thorny nowhere, to which you dropped me
Fields of memories from some cliff you chose
This, my grain, my daily bread
Seedling, know, you saved the hour
Today I’ll reap none pain-filled breath