Dear The One Who Left

You are engrained in me 

A virus under my skin 

And scrubbing only makes me bleed 

You are the wind in the trees and the rays of sunshine in the sky 

And it makes me want to hide in a dark room

With no windows and no way out 

You are the songs in my playlist 

Arrangements of notes that 

Make me want dance to the sound of silence 

You are memories of summer 

And it makes me long for a winter 

So long and so cold that the world does not recover 

You are the fireworks in the sky

An array of colors so bright

I wish I could turn on the lights

You are a speaker of songs

And it makes me want to plug my ears

So to never be bewitched by your melodies 

You are the stars in the sky 

A once twinkling of warm light 

That I know know to be a thousand miles away

You're not good for me

And now I don't want you to be.

With sincerity, The One Who Broke