He may have caused your destruction
but he also handed you the tools to
Memories of you
prickle in my lungs like frost;
a slight, sharp pain
with every breath I take.
Some people are lucky--
they find a soulmate who's here to stay;
Others aren't so lucky--
there will always be the one
who got away.
baring your teeth in defense
of a philosophy
you don't even know.
telling me I'll be safe
sleeping in the viper pit.
wielding your words like spears,
slicing them through me
as though you can kill
my immortal heart.
I'm sorry that I broke your heart--
but I think we both knew from the start
the way that this might end.
And slowly, as the days go by
and the frozen forests start to thaw
as the weakened sun beams slightly brighter
--my thoughts of you are gone.
Sometimes, ya just gotta let the emotions out.