Secondhand Love

Written November 30, 2015.

I want us to start over 

Pretend like this is the first time 

Bury the shards of regret and throw away what we can't recycle 

Fingertips dancing along the outline of old scars 

Tease me with those tired eyes and tell me to let you in 

I change the locks but you don't even need a key 

Slip in through the cracks as I board up the doors 

"Where have you been?" 

I've been empty for so long 

Make it count now 

Don't give me secondhand love

Reviews

[Serendipity Planet]

I think that this is your best poem I read so far,
So much pain behind your simple words,
Wish no one ever feel like he or she a secondhand love,
I love your lines:

I change the locks but you don't even need a key
Slip in through the cracks as I board up the doors

It felt to me like you are talking about your Heart here

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Oh, this was so well explained and expressed. Fingers dancing on the outline of scars, not needing a key -slipping through the cracks. Golden. Plus, the title it brought me here. Tyfs