One Broken Toe.

I write to our memory

Our artifice of perfection,

To our sandcastles

That were only as strong as the

Waves that ignored them.

Come high tide and one full moon

You moved away as fast as you could

And we smiled our old smile

To keep up the pretense

Of picture-perfect.

It took me just one million heartbreaks 

To realise that

I was only two Jack Daniels

And one bar of chocolate 

Away from true happiness.

So when I feel
The onset of another heartache

And think I may never walk again
Know that

The pain's actually in my foot

And you are but one broken toe.

I'll take your false band-aids
And strap them around my heart
And we'll stay like you'd promised
Arm-in-arm, mirrors of each other's lies,
Happily ever after.

Belief.

As the  first shade of orange
Lines the sky
The graffiti of black tress
Against the backdrop
Of an unwillingly white expanse of sky
Sprout the first sinuation
Of green in rebellion
Signifying the onset of a chaos
Much welcome.


I walk into another season
Literally, figuratively
Battered, cold
Taller nonetheless
And ready for the warmth
This time around
I hope.

Today, faith is a miracle.

habit

once upon a time

of giggles and heartbreak

of gossip and hours of non-stop laughter

of the need for each other

of bestfriend-ship
no syntax no semantics

now

of continuous strain and repair

and then some more

of the irreparable

and the constant need for all that was

no periods no commas 

just several long uncomfortable pauses

just a constant tug of war across a bridge that has been long burnt