Walking into a sunset

 

It’s like a piece of me dies

every time I put on that smile

and say goodbye.

A graveyard

I’ve come to despise.

When all I want is to say how you

light up my life,

but the words just fail

and I just walk away

into the sunset,

whilst you walk

the other way

into the sunrise.

 

When I’m with you

I feel a tingle inside,

flapping like

those clichéd butterflies

that live within,

but when I walk away

I feel a swarm of wasps

stinging me until I’m blue

and I want to scream

those words,

the truth that I hold in.

For when love climbs inside

I want to smile wide

but I lose control of my lips

and the words become confused.

 

And I never knew that I

was so good at lying.

But every time I say goodbye

it feels like dying,

it feels like

the sun burning itself out

leaving just

a blackhole in the sky.

where all the hope

gets sucked in,

like the way I pull in

the words before they

come tumbling from my lips.

I feel my mind crumbling

until I’m left searching

through the rubble

for the only smile

I have left that fits.

 

I feel like I only

ever want to say hello,

because every welcome

is time spent in your company,

but then goodbye always

comes and slaps me

to wake me from a dream

I was so peacefully embracing.

And when I bite my lip

I taste the blood of every regret.

Every word I never said,

every moment never shared,

Every kiss that could never exist,

because our ships

were never set to sail

on the same waters,

our feet never to stretch

over the same sandy beaches.