November 1, 2012 § 38 Comments

You appeared like a
Mills & Boons hero
with a bag of tricks
and some fortune cookie advice.

I smiled.

You ushered into me
like a wave that doesn’t
know when to stop.
Or, stop hurting.

Still, i smiled.

Laying in my own defeat
for nights
turning into months
haunted by the memories
of us.

Again, i smiled.

Could you,
before you return
pick up the scattered leaves
and make me beautiful again?

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