Retrograde
Love,
E.
What love did I have to give
But the letters L O V E
Strung together with threads of
Indifference?
I can’t leave on that note...
Tears blot the ink into oblivion,
Anyways.
Sincerely,
E.
A chuckle escapes my lips.
How sincere I could become…
If only enough to rip my
Words into the pile of shreds
You left at my doorstep
When you left with her.
“Dear E…”
Nails the color of passion
Chipped on the side of your car as you drove away.
I scratched your words into
Every explosive beat of my heart.
Dear S…
This poem is about:
Me