Fervid.

Love? Aha, No.

Crushing roses in your hand

Shielding your veins from love

As the oils infuse with your scent

And I finally can't taste you anymore

Licking the edge of the ice cream

It's septic enamel winding down your skin

Through the bumps, cracks, and hairs

Just like our relationship, you chose not to care

If birds fell from the sky

And your eyes flew from their sockets

As your heart was crushed in front of your feeble eyes

Would you still walk away from me?

You were like my old boots, dusty and worn

But I liked the peeling leather, it was charming

Just like you used to be

But just like those boots you walked away

I no longer crave your cracked lips

I no longer wait for you to come home

No longer will I stay on the floor

Because love, doesn't live here

At least not anymore

r.b

Background Story:

This was just entirely based on the song I swear I'll write a better back story for this one; right now this hangover is kicking my butt. On to the next poem woo *meagre arm flailing*

Song chosen because it's what I based the poem on.

Hope none of you let love leave.

heater