A Melody by the Broken

I always knew what our story would be

How our story would end

There were moments that meant nothing to someone who was not us

The glances that became gazes

The handshakes that lingered

Until you did not let go

Until you owned me

Until there was nothing left

Attention sickly sweet like nectar

Love that made me shudder

And wonder

How I never saw

That I wore blindness like a veil

The butterflies in my belly settled into gravel

You stripped me bare

Poured me into the earth like a libation for ancestors

I became a shadow

Mist

Dust

Lost

You broke me and I called it love

You emptied me and I called it compassion

I called your callousness commitment

When you held my hands, you decided

How quickly I would walk

How loudly I would laugh

You were not beholding

You were remoulding

You put me through seven hells, seven depths, seven floods, seven moons

I have become seven hells, seven depths, seven floods, seven moons

I tell you

The next time you see me

Run

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