Popped Bubbles

We blew up our bubble

With hot breaths

Of late night conversations

Of things I wanted to confess

Of things he wanted to hear

 

But those words were too thick in my mouth

Like sweet honey, but it wasn’t sweet

It wasn’t candy, it wasn’t hearts and unicorns

It was life

I did love him

That was the cold hard truth

 

I should have just said it

But I didn’t

The bubble popped

Hot breaths turned into cold shoulders

Egos took over happily ever after potentials

 

And that was that

Our interaction was heated

Then we blew up

 

The broken debris shattered my heart

And I don’t know why I cared

 

It was as if the world collapsed in on me

And stifled my air supply

 

I couldn’t breathe without you

Color faded to gray and tears took up residence on my cheeks

I laugh now

 

But not like the laughs that bubble up from the pit of your stomach

And erupt like a volcano out of your mouth

Spewing loud sounds of happiness and glee
 

I’m happy again

But not like before

 

Just in my own way

I learned to live and love

And be loved

This poem is about: 
Me

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