Made of Paper

The fabric of love is made of paper

Crumble it and it is permanent

Cherish it and it is forever

Taking a needle to poke holes in it

Will render it’s incompleteness

Kiss it and the heat will grow

Show it and they will feel missed

And your love is all they will know

Harness other paper projects

Will make you abandon the first

Will deteriorate the love to feel like a reject

And your mistakes will be your curse

Little tears of unwanted origami

Folds in places it should not be

A permanent missed happy opportunity

Over the years of you and me

Missing you, when you stand in my face

Missing you, when you’re not at my place

Old memories I work hard to retrace

While for you, I am so easy to replace

Fabrications of lies always told

Recognizing that deep down I am

More of a fool than those who search for gold

But that was never part of my plan

Reaching and carrying the weight

Of tons of charred paper on my back

Leaves my knees and heart strained

I am warning you of my collapse

You shrug and complain if you have to try

You roll your eyes and I feel the goodbye coming

A major fraction of me slowly dies

As you expect me to wait and be a fill in

The paper crumbling sound rambles no more

The wastebasket is overflowing

To keep cleaning up is just another chore

So I pack my shoes & head for the door closing