November 1st, 2016
Dear the Man,
Challenge me here, my dungeon of sorrow
Make me or break me, a push of tides
You left a point on my blunt dagger
Then directed it towards me, my own demise
You are a man of my own creation
My own function of hopes that will relieve me
Kill me or make me live, but I am no chess piece
I am the chess board, the ominous but not controlling
I fell into you, a cushion at the bottom of my cage
But one wrong move, and a spike
That tears out our hearts and leaves throaty coughs
My man, my love that is forbidden, why do you do this?
Why did you destroy me so quickly, when I was loyal?
January 23rd, 2017
Dear the Adolescent,
I am furious to be here, thousands of miles away
A plane ride consisted of three a.ms and tears from windows
You did this to me, you caused this
How could you, when you said you loved me
We talked not too long ago, a reminder of what happened
You pretended we had never kissed or said, love
Maybe you were scared of the consequences
Or maybe you knew that you were lying all along
You don’t know what you did wrong!
I am sorry and we can work it out, this isn’t the end
Maybe there’s hope for this irresponsibility
I’ll see you soon in the summer, can we talk then?
Why didn’t you come to where we met?
June 3rd, 2017
Dear the Child,
I am no longer angry, I am only moving forward
My dreams of us were half-baked
You were wrong, but I was too,
We were simply too much like each other
I was too young, and you too old
But our opposites ended there, we were shallow
Like the ice, you created between us, a monument
I will always be wary of children like you, the ones who prey
I am happy, today I met a man
Not just a man but something better, a human
There is no game like this, just affection and hope
No more hiding my happiness, instead on full display
You used me, but I have no feelings anymore. Instead:
Thank you for teaching me.
The Girl who you taught.