This is to a boy who got into my head with all the pretty things he said.
To the same boy who got inside my heart leaving slashes and then forgot to stitch it back.
My heart feels heavy.
Almost like my stomach feels after every Thanksgiving meal.
Empty chalice falling on the tile floor, shattered sound reminds me of the time you said "I love you".
I am trying to pick up the pieces
Trying to heal my bruises.
I can't even remember the last time I prayed.
Because when I had you there was no space for God.
A tender sacrifice
I wake up to the alarm clock shouting,
Reminding me that you are no longer part of ny life.
We are just two people trying to fit into space meant for one.
Now our love is just smeared with the color of forgotten memories.
I realized you not wanting me could be the beginning of me wanting myself.
As I take a step in the opposite direction of you I find courage to smile.
But you... Are not the reason anymore.
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