𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝

𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬

i met you in a summer's haze
underneath a broad blue sky.
august whispered our names
into sheer existence
and we met there at the beginning.
two broken souls
amending our requirements
for happiness
as we hobbled along.
i was sugar
with my ivory skin
with my ocean blue eyes
with my deep brown hair
with my compassionate heart
with my sweet disposition.
you were cinnamon
with your ginger colored hair
with your intelligent comebacks
with your immaturity
with your innuendos.
two well matched souls
with unmatched hearts.
knowing i shouldn't,
i still fell in love with you.
i let it consume me
like some sick disease.
i pulled away at first
before i got too lost,
but of course,
i came back to you.
at first,
it was mellifluous.
glances in crowded rooms
conversation made in passing
a note passed with some cookies.
but months down the line,
no romance.
you can't even look at me.
so i search for closure
in poetry
in my studies
in my music
in him.
but none of it brings forth
such a thing.
so my mind sticks to you
it recreates our moments
which are few.
my heart still wants you,
yet you never wanted mine.
how can i unlove you?
how can i forget you?
how can i not miss you?
how can i move along?
no answers come.
you healed me,
even just for a time
even if you didn't want to.
you made me feel
like maybe i was somebody.
like i was more than my voice
like i was more than some girl
like i was more than myself.
and i love you for that.
i love you.
foolish words for a woman
to utter in her poetry,
yet a fool i will be for you
no matter the cost.