20 June

Farewell to love once pure,
hello to an edge which
slices the heart, forcing its innards to stale
in the rain, swallowing the wind and
paling in the night. Forgotten.
Ruined.

Visions of you failing,
of crumbling at the knees
from poison fed by delusional
dreams pierce my mind at lightning’s pace.
No, this is not how love ought
to be. The thought of you running
from me into the arms of
petty jealousy.

You deserve better than me.
You need perfection to mold with yours
not this weak excuse of something
akin to innocence once pure.

But wait, before you part and
before I falter, I still
crave for you to
part with your current circumstances
and be the best that I see you to be.

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