The Break Up

Everyone tells me it’s the right thing to do
Bottle up all my hopes and dreams
And toss them into an unforgiving sea
Unyielding to my wants
Washing away all need and thought
And yet you stick in my mind
Constant reminder
That I was wrong about you
And me
What were we?
A dream?
A false hope?
A cruel twist of fate and fear and fantasy entwined?
And you
The abandon-er
My patron saint of lost causes
Its over
I know this
Head knowledge
Heart slower to follow
Running around in circles
Looking for that faint touch
A glimmer of hope
A slither of light to pierce the shadows
And finding only black and cold and bitterness
You are a stranger to me
And you made me a stranger to myself
I broke myself open for you
Like the crest of a wave surging forward
To cast itself upon the shore
Your shore
Of rocks and stone and glass
And empty promises
I gave my all
As one does in this thing called love
My all met your nothingness
And was consumed
Engulfed
You feasted on my sweetness
And returned only bile
And still my heart whispered your name like a prayer
What were we?
An illusion
A hard lesson
Unknowing joy and untempered pain
And I’d do it all again