Roles reversed

Would it have been as easy if I had been the dumper

And you, the dumpee?

Would you have quietly accepted the end for what it was

And left without protest?

fragments

(Word of the day: disjecta membra

scattered members; disjointed portions or parts: applied to fragments of poetry or fragmentary quotations)

they come to me in fragments

words strung together

slowly traced back to you

we'll play it by ear

and see how it goes

i remember very little now

from those times

how many years have passed

since?

they don't need to know

this is between us

the space you occupy in my heart

has shrunk

it was bound to happen

crows mate for life

you know

i thought my heart would be

exorcised by now

there have been others since

so easily forgotten

no feelings

nothing that makes this difficult

but still, you are here

so stubborn

always so stubborn

did you fall

in love with me?

like the smell of cigarettes

that clings to everything

like wine that stains lips

i told you not to