Cake.

Candles lighted,

Before us a creamy buttery slice.

In the sepia and dim,

Light was brightest in your eyes.

In all snow and white,

You brought flaring summer.

Two heart popsicles,

Melting into sweet pink mush.

Orchestra.

As if diving into the sea

While a fighter jet flew by with uncertainties.

As if the conductor raised his hand

And the orchestra of worries halted.

He seemed to be her sense of peace,

Calming to the point she could hear her heart racing —

Unsure if it’s from the anxious thoughts.

Or the sheer presence of him.

Anxious.

Tippety tap, tippety tap

Footsteps hurrying.

Tippety tap, tippety tap

Raindrops fighting.

Tippety tap, tippety tap

Fingers stimming.

Tippety tap, tippety tap

Her heart thudding.

Hey.

Hey you’re taking up space

How do I get you out of my head

‘Cos I’m not sure if you’ve paid for

Them prime real estate

Whir.

Counting each time

You made my heart race,

Like needles on the sewing machine,

Thumping in and out.

Fast and slow

Then turning the edges,

Whirring along the outline of us

Slightly hurting yet seals us complete.

Villain.

A touch of poison;

A kiss of death.

Your hugs were wreaths

Enclosed with regrets. 

Anew.

You’ve forgotten how to love.

You’ve forgotten your own worth.

Suppressing your needs for another,

At her beck and call.

Money, time and pride

You gave it all.

The beauty of love,

Is that it is mutual.

I’d show you,

If you’d love anew.

Sleep.

Why don’t you move on

Why are you not asleep?

Why don’t you move on

When he’s just a freaking prick?

Why don’t you move on

Why are you not asleep?

Why don’t you move on

When he makes you so damn sick?

Pain.

Is it greater pain,

To have found true love and lost

Or to never have found before?

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