That’s fucking awesome.
Let me have you
You sit in the back of my throat
like a song I can’t sing
and a sob I can’t swallow.
And this heart has been hollowed out
into just another cavity
for your empty aspirations
as an empire of love.
While you’re whole,
I’m breaking into itty bity pieces
tessellating to spaces sustainably small enough
for my soul to escape away from the speechlessness of such nakedness.
You left me in a vacant sea,
drowning in my vulnerability
that you willingly stripped from my composure.
I left you with the most lyrical of lies,
but now there is no life left in me to love-
there are no lines existing to erase
the emanating embarrassment I can’t empty…
and you’ll never empathize either way,
but you built me up just to wash me away.
you didn’t love her.
you just didn’t want to be alone.
or maybe, she was just good for your ego.
or, or maybe she just made you feel better about your miserable life.
but you didn’t love her,
because you don’t destroy people you love.