It started with a shifting, sudden glance,
My universe rewritten by a twist of chance.
You poured your light into a hollow vessel,
A sudden gravity I didn’t want to wrestle.
I let you be the architect of everything we built,
Without a single thought of how a blooming thing could wilt.
You wove your very essence deep into my arteries,
And turned a living heartbeat into heavy histories.
I was so blind to the foundation slowly crumbling,
Until the floor gave out and left me blindly tumbling.
You vanished in the smoke and disavowed me now,
A poltergeist abandoning a broken, silent vow.
A year of turning calendars, and yet I fiercely try,
To draw the heavy lines of salt, to sever and untie.
I board the broken windows in a desperate, dizzy trance,
But I still search the shadows for the echo of your glance.
I try to starve the memory, to finally let you go,
But you still walk the floorboards in the empty rooms below.