Myth

Forever never happened

Like the myth you talked about

While we were making it reality

Eyes that could not move

A hand on a cheek

Your knees going weak

Was when it’s been conceived

An invisible string following me

Ever since

‘’You should be my girl’’

I knew I better believe it

Feeling your hand on me, I did

But the stain was waiting

Lurking through the happiness

Of love made for heaven

Dark and stinging

As the tattoo on my back

Pulling my skin away

And you gave in to the torment

Gently removing

The best thing that ever happened to both

It would be easy

Had it all been an illusion

Invented by desire

It would be easy

If the myth wasn’t broken

yet pulseless

I never felt like a woman before

You never felt like you deserved better

We had a minute of what should be

A minute of clarity

A minute of vision

A minute of wholesomeness

Now all I have is your smell

Embedded in my brain and

Sticking to your t-shirt

That I don’t want to wash

The myth that we broke

In a state of stillness

Hoping to bloom.