Night and Day
There's a midnight sunburn,
from my time down south,
where you kissed me,
left your mark like a cottonmouth.
I've been bitten,
I've been hooked.
Caught in that moment,
when you didn't stop to look.
Strange deeds,
happened when I wasn't looking,
how'd I miss the smell,
of your animosity cooking.
You say we were a comet,
say you don't want to break up,
that's there's no alternative,
I blink off my makup.
I gave you a piece of my heart,
Tried to pack it in bubble wrap,
not let you know,
what small bones you could snap.
If what I said wasn't,
as glittering,
it's because it's easier,
to be blistering.
And we never started bickering,
because while you were loudly simmering,
I became small,
my shouts became whispering.
So I leave the building,
pride bent out shape,
because I asked if we could stay,
and I saw "no" on your face.
And I sit on the hill,
grass pricking my feet,
a daytime sunburn,
forming on my cheeks.