Skyscraper silhouette towering the field.
Brown shabby locks peeking through the helmet.
September nights, sixty-four, a sea of
Hallway peers. Pom-poms and chants fill the air.
Starry sky, a cool breeze dances across my cheeks.
You conquer the game and magnetize my
Essence. I should have left foot prints in the dirt
Instead of you imprinting on all four chambers.
Feliz Navidad, snowflakes blow around.
Mistletoe, merry season, cherry lip gloss,
Press against your forehead. Red noses, white specks
On a fir, an aroma of refreshing pine.
As the clock ticks, December spirals.
Sleepless nights, senseless fights, tug of war hearts.
Storm clouds clash my mind, another mishap.
Talking turns into screaming until
You calm my fears with that smile.
Dead trees and flowers awaken from slumber.
A harmony of birds and blooming buds.
Warmth welcomed home and common ground is found,
April showers wash away tranquility.
Tip toes down a treacherous slope. Fragile
Lines break, I grow apart from you.
Terror swims throughout your veins. So
Step by step, brick by brick I become trap.
Craving for a cordless attachment from you
But my wired mind replays mosaic
Memories. Slipping back into your quicksand.
Another “sorry,” a glimpse of a light
In a dark tunnel. A pinky promise
Torn. Clinging on to an edge but falling again.
Waves crashing, slowly drowning in your touch.
Gasping for air, pages burning, story collapsing.
Drained from being your puppet on a string.
I box up my belongings and walk alone.
Our love has become idle, you’re the one to blame.
All traces of you erased. Now you’re just a name.