Crayon Box Love

Seeing you smile

feels like a punch to my gut

Igniting a swarm of angry butterflies

The colors of their wings much like the contents

Of a crayon box 

Left in the sun for too long

Oh how much fun it would be to cover myself

From head to toe in wax

Not thinking about the consequences

The aftermath

As the wax leaves my right hand fingers stained blue

And my regretful eyes grow puffy with tears

As I try to scrub the faded colors away

My heartbeat races when I see you laugh

You throw your head back

And your dirty blond curls jump around 

Much like the crowded mosh pit

At the lip of a beloved band

During their hometown concert

Oh how much fun it would be

To laugh along side you

Not giving thought

To the dreadful, post-concert depression 

That will consume me

After the band has moved on

‘I’ll never leave you’

You say to me

And me being me, I believe you

It won’t be until the day I’m scrubbing away

And sobbing into my band shirt

That I realize your promise

Was just another way

To make me stay

Author's Note

Just something I thought of and wanted to continue.
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Any and all feedback is greatly appreciated !

Reviews

[Chrys Marie]

My God... so many beautiful lines, I just can't pick a favorite! This was a fantastic yet emotional roller coaster ride, I felt every line resound in my heart - the last lines are simply heartbreaking. And the imagery is just brilliant. To say that I enjoyed this is an understatement because, truly, I couldn't stop thinking about this long after I read it; my mind just kept drifting back to your work! Beautiful and engaging, outstanding work.

[AliciaB]

This is very cool! I like how you've taken the metaphor of the crayon box and carried it throughout the poem. It's especially effective in the first two stanzas and when it comes back around in the line about scrubbing in the final one. I also like the image of "angry butterflies" - I've never thought of the expression of having butterflies in one's stomach that way. That is a unique twist that conveys very well the tangled emotions of this experience. Nice work!

[iamshadowine]

i really love the title! it's a fantastic poem!
keep writing :D

[Quinn W]

I really love the metaphor with the crayon box! I love the mentioning of the wax and it stinging your fingers as well (the blue color added to it worked so well)! The last three lines were a very good choice! I really loved it!