"you are not made out of metaphors"
-sarah kay
you were love
when I didn't know its definition,
you were love
when I thought it was all hearts and hands
that filled the vague, sprawling word,
you were love
when you weren't everything,
but you danced along the lines
of my poetry,
pushing the limits of words
that can't describe your beauty,
and you seemed like everything
to me
but I have to remember
you are not made out of metaphors;
I can't say you're a teacup
brimming with tears and swirled stars,
or a knife
that doesn't know how to draw blood,
only cutting buttercream cakes
to shove in our faces like children,
when you're just a girl who fumbles
with my hand,
reaching for the love
I don't know how to give
our hands once tangled
in a knot I never wanted to untie
was not a metaphor,
only a daydream
of how we used to be,
of the laughs you breathed out
and the love I breathed in,
of the melodic air between us
stretched and sweetened
with the four letter word I never knew
until I knew you
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