Poems and Prose and Girlhood

Fell Out of Love (Mailed to The Tortured Poets Department)

what a sad blink of magic i witnessed— my sparkling heartbeat turn into flat wavelengths
my heart feels you're like a stranger even our hands now are intertwined
i wished i have false instincts, but it's obvious you're in a pretend
i whispered, "i'm ready to love you until end"
you said, "cost of living are too expensive"  

now i know you're love's a hoax, but that's the hoax i love to cling with
your presence is the haze that i am addicted
you are the pen that runs me well love expressive
the love of my life, my favorite music

there's a lot of things i love in you and hate too
but all i know i can never love again if it's not you
we danced with our hands tide in this love you started
and you fell out of it, left me alone in it

i am yours but i need you to tell me you are mine
what else i could do than to pretend i'm perfectly fine
i act like it's my birthday, though you're slowly drifting away
i hope i never lose you, but i can't beg you to stay

Estl. 04-19-24