How disappointing it is
To be a fraction of your life
When you were all of mine
A broken piece off a mosaic
That only shined sometimes
Blood-stained red and a purple hue
God, I feel so blue.

Summer days
With a sickening gray haze
Place the blame on me, always
Always.

I can’t feel anger
Without feeling fear
Did you ever see me trembling
When you were near?

You planted seeds
That never quite grew
Wilted, broken, and blue
Nothing could save me and you

© roxysivan