Could you with cope with yourself knowing you cracked what was once a preciously angelic heart? She still is the essence of such divine, but because of you, she can’t help but claw at her own soul. She panics at the intimacy of words from her loving friends. Because of you, she is scarred beyond what she ever deserves. She can barely hold what keeps her afloat in a sea of lost hope, her skin making the unforgettable pasts of tragedy. Each line marked with a different time stamp, pinpointing all the growth of the cracks you first started.
Heartbreak
The changes we make for others
Sometimes the reflection you see disappears, showing someone who fills you with anxiousness. This fear bubbles up within you, and you can’t help but question the reasons behind such personal change. ‘Did I change who I am for someone?’ is a fairly common thought that rushes through the mind at such times. It’s a thought, a tough one, that importantly reflects on the surroundings, whether it’s the relationship of a partner or a friendship. It’s a tough thought because it could possibly be the first crack in the walls between two souls. It could be the start of a culling in the ocean you’re swimming in. But to shine light on such a dark thought, it is generally the start towards a healthier, and happier life.
Your scarring smile
I see your scarring smile. The smile that once made it’s way to mine in its presence. The smile that raised your cheeks up in a minuscule yet impactful way. The smile that somehow motivated your clear blue eyes to sparkle. The smile that change your entire expression in a calm yet incredible way. It was always a reassuring feeling that infested every tiny nerve in my body. It was a beautiful feeling every time I had the fortune of seeing your beautiful smile.
Now it’s a dangerous and unforgettable scar across the skin of my soul. It’s a reminder, a cruel reminder of the times that have long gone. It’s a smile no longer in my presence, only in the distance of my mind. I wish it would return but I know that could never happen. I have to move on, I can no longer live like this.
The Heartbreaker
They once called you the heartbreaker. Not because you dumped people, those were mere scratches. You are the jokester, the mastermind that treated them like puppets. You caught their attention with your looks and sympathetic stories that turned out to be as true as fairy tales for children. You pressed your tools against every pressure point till the heart collapsed onto the floor like broken glass. You turned hearts into dusk, hearts that became impossible to fix.
Our Distance
I could draw lines across the outlines of your muscles with my light fingertips, but you’d still be a galaxy away. I could press my lips against the softness of yours, yet it would feel colder than a ghost. I could have every word I know break through my lips, yet none of them would be able to sink through to your distant heart. This fire we once made together has blown out and I don’t think we’ll make it another day. The tears streaming down your face would only be a dream, a hope that maybe I still matter to you.