Damnit I was doing just fine without you
But there you go again creeping back into my thoughts like clockwork.
It’s like you set the kitchen timer to 7 years
Only to check in on what’s been baking every 2-3 months.
What you can’t see is that what could have been a beautiful creation has been burned.
It’s Crispy, Hard.
Hard like the journey we’ve embarked on for so long.
This was supposed to be the happily ever after,
And after so long all it does is pull on my heart strings
Stinging from what could have been
The almost.
But almost only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades,
A grenade that’s already blown any aspiration of my being truly loved into tiny pieces.
Peace is what I seek now,
Strength to move forward and leave this story behind.
Behind all of the pain, emptiness, and longing.
You don’t even know have a clue
But the monopoly over my feelings is ending,
You didn’t catch them all…or at least the one that mattered.
Enjoy your milk with no cookies, only the crumbles.
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