How Peculiar

Bits & Bites of You

Remember the intimacy between us,

Remember how I made your face mantle and your body tremble joyously.

We'd fall headfirst into the plummet of love.

We used to know a lot about each other without having to say anything at all.

Once your lover, now your nightmare next door.

Yet how could that be, when you called me your bore?

You were one with the sky,

Now the very ground is where you lie.

Lie, lie, lie, what a filthy fixation. A hopeless chaos that surfaces quicker than the truth.

Cry I did not.

Crying leads to remorse which is only meant for dainty damsels in the past.

Not for the strong independent woman I am, with gripped hands around a haft.

Call it sentry duty. The way I mosey around your cretinous head.

I was always there to relieve your dread.

Affectionate warmth to your unaffectionate soul.

Now I'm the bullet that passes though your chest, grinding away at your organs.

Garbling your vital functions with coarse slits, until I exacerbate your slender ribs.

You averted my thoughts, deluded my words, and tantalized my spirit.

Saving you was all I ever wanted, saving me was all you ever vaunted.

I shall nibble at your pride,

And tear away at your crappy mind.

You may be semi-foolish, but you are also semi-responsible for the falsities you've bestowed me.

Remember that I am a girl with two selves.

I am the waves that greet merrily, curl pleasingly, and bend gracefully.

And I am also the ripples that wrinkle when hindered, rise and fall when muddled, and spread out when pushed violently.

This once-dedicated lover became detonated, not devastated.

Now I'm the opaque uproar that blocks out your sunshine.

My value is sharp, and my form may be slanted, but I'll make you wish you never took me for granted.