you are an ocean,
a transparent abyss of blue
that could swallow someone whole,
waves battering against thick grains of sand.
you are a battlefield,
the cry of “attack!” into the cool mist,
charging for hope and for life,
galloping against an invigorating wind.
you are a sunset,
an ombré of pink and orange and yellow,
gradually melting like the wax of a candle
until there’s nothing left.
I’m sorry that I wasn’t the rings to your Saturn,
because Saturn had cracked into two;
I’m sorry that I slipped salt into your sugar,
yet your sugar was bitter, I cried too.
I’m sorry that you never learned to care,
warmth,
pumpkin spice lattes
hot, spice-soaked coffee drizzled with a splash of cinnamon
coated with half-melted whipped cream, nestled by the delicate fire,
comfort,
your favorite cardigan
Give me a reason
for walking away,
was I too shallow
when you wanted a deep abyss?
Give me a reason
for losing faith,
was I too dreamy
when you wanted to be awake?
Give me a reason
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