Wounded aches

I always thought promises were kept by strangers. 

People whom you allowed to linger,

You disowned me without so much as an afterthought to reject me politely. 

Act slightly concerned if I turned home safe or you knew I was brave? 

Sorry for disappointing you when I should have melted, you froze. 

You chose a dose of revenge, 

stench of strength that kept unwed

I thought I knew you better than the back of my hand, but you left.

I want to love you and now I know.

Maybe you should've been told sooner,

when the sky was bluer and the oranges had taste.

When I peppered my words on your lips and you ate.

Flexed with texts and bent the dents on the vocabulary

But I knew always what you meant.

The time you spent. The tears you wept. The loving nights we slept.

Now that time is went. It's time I regret. Missing the dreams we set.

Even though I had hoped you'd stay, 

I guess it needs to hurt before you become okay?

Maybe we need our feet firmly planted in the ground around fertile mush, 

in order for our futures to touch.