@noodlezip 5 May 2022

ballad to a love lost

... *As lipsticks and coffee stains,* *your name is a memoir* *scarred on the folds of my lips.* *A favorite rhyme* *from a poetry written a long time ago* *in classroom desks and fresh painted cream walls.* *Our stories are polaroids* *tucked neatly in my sleeves.* *Although for you, they seem to be wax statues* *melting away* *under the ticking of the clock.* *But I wish I am mistaken* *like how I usually was.* *We have grown so much, so fast* *like the cars passing by downtown.* *And I wonder if anyone would* *ever remember* *how we used to be.* *The pictures of us reflected* *on each window rolled up* *went away with sweet summer,* *and I hope I should have spoken something about them.* *But the weather's always too fine* *for regrets to be served at breakfast in the mornings.* *And some sorries are better left off unsaid.* *I say, I hope you know* *that I am an open shed under a heavy downpour,* *the blues on the safe skies,* *and the basil green light.* *Because you made me bleed* *and the hurt felt good.* *Yet, some pain just never really go away* *even if there's nothing left of me.* *You see, I fell hard alone.* *Bumping through your flags and bombs* *sticking out in directions* *I thought were meant for me to take.* *We were all so young* *and we smelled of better tomorrows.* *But my wounds are not yours to mend.* *Still, I hope you would stitch me up again.* *You left me with a couple of promises.* *And I hanged them on the walls* *of the home that I am,* *so, whenever you feel like running away,* *you'll find a familiar place in me to stay.* *I do not need your love.* *For I know there was none in the very first place.* *I just wish you don't forget* *the wishful thoughts and toothy grins,* *and the tears we held back* *the moment we realized we have gone too far* *from where we have come from.* *The dead and still years* *behind us mean nothing to me.* *Call me whenever you find it hard to breathe.* *Or when you find yourself lost in a crowded room* *with people who badly wish to speak*. *I'll sit beside and listen with you.* *Hold your hand until we get the right translations.* *I hope my silence will reach you* *As yours cradles me to sleep.* *I wish you throw me down,* *not with roses* *but of tulips.* *For your hands aren't mine to break* *with my thorns and silly messed up state.* *I am your person.* *One of your life's what if's.* *Your home.* *Please remember me.* ***(Hello! Thanks for reading. This is a poem that I wrote and come to really love and I hope you enjoyed it as well. xoxo)*** **Image Sources:** https://weheartit.com/entry/243444330?context_set=187109290-pleasing-to-my-eyes&context_type=collection