pieces of me || poetry, short stories & other shit

Crumbs

it started by watching from afar,

courageous and beautiful from the start

then came a gift, so honorable it was bizarre

you gave me your words

and I gave you mine

we got along just fine

afraid of what to say

I bet you were the same way

I accepted your love

and you accepted mine

you and I have such a similar mind,

despite the different times

you and I are different when you skim the outside,

but I think we're really too alike

I accepted it all,

but soon you and I started to fall

subtle and passive

"is this too much?"

words against words

both our hearts lurch

to go back

but you and I are so far away

you and I tell lies

hidden behind fake smiles,

protected by our glass shield

cold and shattered outside like ice,

warm and rewarding inside

you and I have the same desires,

a game of tug of war to receive

it starts to make our hearts get tired

it hurts and it burns

I hate the battlefield

I keep bleeding from afar,

and I run

but I always come back and bleed again,

for you

maybe deep down,

you bleed too

the battlefield, initially a field of daisies,

exciting, free and natural

it felt so real

I don't think I care,

gosh, it's so unfair

we love and we die

but we don't try

crumbles lay on the floor that I am too afraid to pick up

the selfishness wins,

I leave them on the floor

my heart screams to go back

as I pick them up I cry and I bleed,

the crumbs start to kill me

it hurts in my hands

they're too weak

I drop the crumbs

back on the floor they tumble

back to the crumbs

back to the crumbling of us two

I can't do without you

so, I lose.