Cutting You Out

These words I wrote for your eyes to see,
but you were never going to comprehend.
It's too late for me to change my mind,
too late for excuses and possible goodbyes.
No regrets are forming in my thoughts;
the line hangs limply between the blades,
but the question still remains.

Hide

I thought I had hidden my cracks away,
tucked them under layers so thick like cream.
The beauty I sought was attainable;
or so I assumed.
Each flaw was magnified in that cruel image,
the barbs that flew buried deep into flesh.
For beauty is only skin deep and I knew
that however much I tried to hide the truth,
it would still be there behind my every step.

Vines

You entwined your memory into my thoughts like vines
and wove patterns into my every daydream and wish.
I cannot think to tear you apart from my being
for such separation would cause me such pain,
for you have become a part of me like a limb I need
and like the other half of my still beating heart.

Sailing Away

As you board that ship to the ends of the world,
to discover things yet unknown and yet unseen.
I will keep those memories safe and treasured,
put away until called for in another time and place.
So you’ll go sailing on past the dark horizon,
with a thousand stars twinkling in the foreground.
I’ll remain on the shore with my eyes to the sea,
and hope that perhaps one day I may see you again.