I Gathered Enough Pieces To Believe I Don't Love Yo
I loved the dog-ears of my favorite parts of you
rain washes the caked mud
off the lies you wore as your perception broke dreams
I was never any good at hide and seek
though the chessboard was always center-stage,
strategies of a game you swore to win
without ever sharing the rules
Rules were meant to be broken
is all I heard in the cloudy hum of shared space
tug of war in saltwater and discarded words
I tore images out of anyone who reminded me
of how beautiful you are
a kaleidoscope in pieces of you I couldn't keep
You bled volumes to the world
and spat articles through clenched teeth
at my blank pages now stained in your disdain
Running my finger across the memory
of a stone that crashed denial with hope
shaped like the lies you wore as your perception broke dreams
rain washes the caked mud
off the lies you wore as your perception broke dreams
I was never any good at hide and seek
though the chessboard was always center-stage,
strategies of a game you swore to win
without ever sharing the rules
Rules were meant to be broken
is all I heard in the cloudy hum of shared space
tug of war in saltwater and discarded words
I tore images out of anyone who reminded me
of how beautiful you are
a kaleidoscope in pieces of you I couldn't keep
You bled volumes to the world
and spat articles through clenched teeth
at my blank pages now stained in your disdain
Running my finger across the memory
of a stone that crashed denial with hope
shaped like the lies you wore as your perception broke dreams
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