Broken

Your words cannot mend me
even glue has no effect
there’s more than cracks here
whole pieces are missing
dashed away
by the hammer of your voice
the blade of your fist
the incessant screeching
of your boot against my back

You’ve shattered the best parts of me
left me broken, broken
no longer a woman
nor even human
you’ve reduced me
I am less than a speck of dust
on your guilt-ridden hands
Your apologies chime
empty, empty upon my ears

A Missive to Unfulfilled Love – From the Letters Series

Dearest One,

I watch you laughing
Your face shimmers in early winter sunlight
Your beauty draws a crowd
Who wouldn’t want to be with one so radiant?

I sip my coffee
Too afraid to be near you
Too scared that I will reach out
Smooth away a stray hair from your forehead
Or caress your cheek with my hand
I need more than a few moments of your time

I’ve dreamt of lifetimes with you
Whole years lost in your loving arms
Where moments like this
Feel strange with others touching you

Your eyes scan the room and land on mine
I smile; you smile
You cross the room, settling into a chair beside me
I try to listen to your excited chatter
But I cannot resist your lips
So perfectly formed and rosy wet

You lean over and kiss my cheek
Your hands squeezing mine
And then you are off again

You are a social butterfly
That everyone wants to capture
To pin on display
But my heart would break to see you that way

And so, I let you go
Over and over again