I think I was fond of the pain that came with loving someone,
A pain so familiar... yet I hadn't felt in so long.
The torture of those three words,
Being served seconds, but I craved thirds.
The craving was killing me,
But poison was my cup of tea.
And yes, a part of me perished every time it ended,
A taste so bitter, yet quite splendid.
So wherever love descended,
I surely attended.
I think I was fond of the pain that came with loving someone,
A pain so familiar... yet I hadn't felt in so long.
The torture of those three words,
Being served seconds, but I craved thirds.
The craving was killing me,
But poison was my cup of tea.
And yes, a part of me perished every time it ended,
A taste so bitter, yet quite splendid.
So wherever love descended,
I surely attended.
Wish we’d fallen in love as kids, in the most innocent way,
Sitting on a curb enjoying popsicles on a summer day.
To giggle at the silliest things,
“Let’s see who can go the highest on the swings!”,
Or ride our bikes around the block,
And cover the sidewalk with colorful chalk.
Two careless kids climbing up trees,
Running around with scraped knees.
Spending hours together at the park,
“I spy with my little eye something red..!”
[blurted into empty streets]
as we began walking home before dark.
Now we run from love for our own sake,
Wish we’d fallen in love, before we experienced a heartbreak.
Cuéntame de ella,
Mientras mi corazón se estrella.
Dime cómo se siente cuando la tomas de la mano,
Aunque a mi corazón le haga daño.
Cuéntame cómo su sonrisa te alegra el día,
Aunque me dé envidia.
Dime que la amas como a nadie has amado,
Aunque a mi alma le duela demasiado.
Cuéntame cómo su existencia te da vida,
Mientras la mía se termina.
I fell in love with the flowers that never came ,
I pictured us and put it on a frame.
I doted on the letters you never wrote me,
I, your devotee.
I made you my muse,
I, someone ,you’d never choose.
And so we parted ways,
like the night that swallows all its days.
So quietly and peacefully,
Yet quite so easily.
Like we had never danced beneath the sun ,
Or our souls were ever one.
As if we never loved so deeply,
and gave ourselves completely.
As though I never fell asleep in your arms ,
Collecting each kiss around my neck as charms.
We parted ways as if we never knew love for what it was ,
Quite so easily as if there was never an “us”.
I hope the thought of me haunts you forever.
That even the whisper of my name would make your heartbeat falter,
Like vows still echoing through a
silent altar.
Grief stood outside my door, her presence growing harder to ignore.
For I had seen her out there before, unsure of what I was waiting for.
Eventually, I let her in.
She softly said, "darling, where do I begin?"
Not sure how long this meeting would last,
we sat and talked about the past.
And with that being said,
tears were surely shed.
But she gently held my hand,
and suddenly, each feeling became easier to understand.
While time no longer seemed to exist,
"will you stay longer?" I insist.
Silly me, not to have invited you in before-
now I place a "welcome, grief" mat at my door.
❤️🩹
L.J.A