love, interrupted

chase

How does someone run through fire and not get burned

like ice cream sitting in sunlight, it melts down

into something new yet strangely unwanted.

Perhaps my heart was much too open for such an opaque figure

you having found permanent solace in the safe haven I had provided

in a perfectly plastic relationship that I repeatedly rebuilt for two.

Are the waves really crashing down if you can't taste the salt?

In the dead of the night, I cried myself empty into that marina

a new fissure split my soul open frequently

and based on the track record, it was more than likely your fault.

Every night is longer than the last

closing my eyes, I can't help but see

dreams of you are replaced with the memory of our jilted past

I start shaking because I often forget how to breathe.

There's no sunshine and there's no warmth to keep me safe

winter comes creeping in, taking all that's good in the world down to Hades

but my mind and body remain trapped in your web of hate.

You were the soft melody that hung from my lips, a lonely piano with a sweet tune

you relying on your words to build walls around me

with every inch of skin I gave to you.

Now crystal waters have gone murky, I'm struggling to name what you feel about me these days

by masking my pain until this act is convincing

so you can fake being happy until you miss our game of chase.