crumby

i've been crying a lot lately. it's hard to wake up nowadays.

your smile was one of the things i loved most about you. all top teeth and gums, and it was beautiful. i wanted to keep it forever, but you never let me take your picture. you said i already knew your face well enough, and i did.

you were everything i wanted and more, you were the opposite of what i wanted and the opposite of me. but when we hugged it was like connecting the pieces of a puzzle, pieces that were supposed to go together.

you were like my diary, i was all kinds of honest with you and you soaked up my inky black words and gave me more lines to write on. being with you felt like one of those perfect summer days, like the one we met on.

you smelled like the sunbaked sand on a beach and tasted like ice-cold lemonade after a day at the lake. but you began to melt away like those ice cubes left in the glass. and if my little paper umbrella shade could have reached you, saved you, maybe it wouldn't be like this.

like breaking a chocolate chip cookie in half, except your half is bigger than mine. nothing breaks even, especially not two people attached at the interwoven hands. all this cookie left me with was crumby memories, and even those are slipping between the fingers you once held so dear. you were a dream and i'm the waking dreamer, crying because something so beautiful has finally ended.

Author's Note

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[RonnieBreight]

"you soaked up my inky black words and gave me more lines to write on"
AMAZING.
"you were a dream and i'm the waking dreamer"
you've got something great going val, keep writing.
wow. i can't even believe how much i love this poem.