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there are things I'll never get used to,like the way the sky looks after a storm
or the way you left without a word.
[in this metaphor
you are the storm,
but i am no sky
because i was never calm
around you
or without you.]
i.
when you came into my life
destruction reigned.
i suddenly didn't know who i was
or what I'd do
without you.
you changed me
past recognition, past
me.
you shouldn't change for people
but i learned too late.
i would always bend myself over
backwards
trying to find new ways
to please you
(the nightmare before christmas didn't really
stick
in my head
but i watched it again
and bought a jacket with jack and sally on it
to fit what you liked),
trying to find new ways
to stick in your mind
(i was never obsessed with origami
'til i met you)
but none of that ever mattered because you'd leave
anyway.
ii.
i was like a man underwater
starving for breath,
drowning in something
(the something for me was
love was
desperation was
loneliness was
please stay)
and you were the ocean
uncaring
dangerous.
you never stopped to see if i could
catch up
and i never stopped trying
to reach you.
iii.
when the hurricane leaves,
it never has to deal with the people
mourning,
the cities
destroyed.
when you left
and even before,
you never had to deal with
my mess.
i never told you
i dreamt about you
i never told you
i loved you
i never told you
i think i needed you
i never told you
a lot of things.
[whoever whenever whatever
i don't tell people things
because i myself
am a hurricane of destruction
(but the only casualty of that will be
me).]
