This is the End
Beginnings are endings
loopdy loops of nothing ridden on repeat
dives into your empty arms
watching as seals break silence
that breaks more than hearts
tape fixes tabletops
not hearts stopped
smiles are drawn on
temporarily permanent
permanently temporary
hugs are suffocating
taking away lots
leaving fragmented bits of love
dropped like breadcrumbs
leading only to the place
avoided with a passion
followed over and over
convincing me that this time will be different
blank mimicry in the same hollow shell
wearing thin in response to overuse
aching to be buried in the ground
with that shattered heart
a surplus of what ifs supplied
to build the wall that surrounds
and keeps out the good things
breaking down for no one
trembling always
prepared to ignore the strings tugging until they snap
love turned off
remote hidden in plain sight
waiting to be asked to turn on
when what I really wanted to ask
was where did the love go?
w h e re
d i d
o u r
l o v e
g o . . .
I'm waiting to find it
will you take it back when I do?
I'll save it all
just to be spent on you. . .
because I love the idea of you. . .