I thought it was his absence that knocked me down. But with him around, peace in pieces, my only fantasy was to run…run and run.
Being stuck in an ordinary day…as indifferent as the love for an ex.
I could write our love story in a leaf, but I was busy admiring the flower.
The death of a relationship sticks to your skin like a drinker and his bottle.
Tiptoeing through each tentative second,
Clear thoughts, shaky hands, dizzy world.
This place seems not so great any more.
Smiles plastered, sharks n teeth,
Friends lost, others a strange mix.
Or you are history.
Yet, you watch your words.
If you are real here,
They’ll give you a label.
From nothingness to nothing…they do say opposites attract.
I revealed my cards. Yet they were under trial for the pack that forced its way in.
How is it that the explosion went unnoticed. Thoughts lay across the land mines, and finally, the wind ran them over.
Finally alone, I realized how much their absence meant nothing.
I ran from the sadness…but then what?