Poems

Next life

When we're born again,
after this one life,
we'll meet as sworn enemies,
not lovers who fell apart,
but strangers in another world,
made only to destroy one another.

Every breath of our existence,
devoted to each other,
sworn to destroy one another,
always reaching for each other,
aching to be closer and closer,
our lives given away to each other.
All of me, every part of me,
made just for you to break,
our lives empty without the other.