We weren’t quite in love,

perhaps we were very close.

The starting line had us pegged as friends —

determined to finish as a couple.


You wanted loyalty.

I wanted stability.

I gave you both, but

you handed out lies.

You words were poetry

and so I listened intently.

Your lips did more than rattle off empty sounds,

but, I was competitive and proved

that mine could do better.


Images of a shattered future

once distributed sharp pangs

across my chest.

Now I struggle to grasp on to crumbling

pieces of our past.


No longer am I sinking

because of the cement blocks

you encased my feet in.

This isn’t goodbye.

Nor is it hello.


Closure is meaningless.




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