Retrograde

Sun, 04/16/2017 - 11:39 -- Eviek4

Love,

E.

 

What love did I have to give

But the letters L O V E

Strung together with threads of
Indifference?

I can’t leave on that note...

Tears blot the ink into oblivion,

Anyways.

 

Sincerely,

E.

 

A chuckle escapes my lips.

How sincere I could become…

If only enough to rip my

Words into the pile of shreds

You left at my doorstep

When you left with her.

 

“Dear E…”

 

Nails the color of passion

Chipped on the side of your car as you drove away.

I scratched your words into

Every explosive beat of my heart.

 

Dear S…

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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