Tarnished

Skin so smooth

So soft

Eyes so deep of a brown

Complexion is just the same

Tall like a tree I would love to climb

Limb after limb…

Branch after branch

I connect myself to you like

A hanging ornament on an

Extravagant Christmas tree

Soon, the weather changes

Slowly over time, I rust

You keep growing like

The strong tree you are

I was first at eye level with you

Always on your mind

But as my passion for you grew

So did you

And there was I was, slowly tarnishing

And rusting away

Your limbs became too much for me to handle

So you shook me off

Along with all of your other

Dead things

There I lay…waiting

For you to once again notice my shine…