
You were like glow in the dark stars on my ceiling:
Only temporary,
Barely cutting through the darkness,
Leaving marks where you were
Before you pulled away
I was like a street light in the day time:
Barely visible,
More than likely just a mistake,
Not achieving anything
By being there
We were like space:
All-consuming,
Dark and a little overwhelming,
Not safe to expose yourself to
Without protection
You are like the dead plant in my room:
A shadow of what you once were,
Not thriving,
Nor doing any damage
Just there
I am like my fractured ankle:
Healing, slowly,
Still in need of help,
Still hurting sometimes
But coping
We are like the tide being pulled by the moon:
We flow together,
We are connected,
I know how it works with you
And I am rolling with it for now
About the Creator
jaime elizabeth
casual artist with a passion for poetry
https://linktr.ee/imbetterinwriting



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