Love me
On a dark and cloudy day
When my eyes match the sky
And my breath lingers

Your attire was what first caught my attention.
You see, Polar bears are my favorite.
It took me a moment to look upon your handsome face,
But I'm thoroughly glad I did.
I saw my future in your bright green eyes...
That's when I decided to ask you about your sweater.

The seconds drag on
She's been asleep for 40 minutes
You counted every tick
Slowly exit her bed;
make sure not to wake her
Gather your belongings
Remove all evidence of your existence
She tossed in her sleep
Pause.
Listen for her breathing
Resume your own breathing
She looks so beautiful...
Take a mental picture;
save it in the archives
Pray the door doesn't creak
You can smell the rain
Hurry to your car
Drive in silence
Compose yourself in the driveway
Pray the door doesn't creak
Take a mental note of your infidelity;
her ignorance is your scape goat
She looks so peaceful...
Take a deep breath
Listen to her breathing
Pause.
Look at how prevalent your existence is
Organize your belongings
Slowly enter your bed;
make sure to "accidentally" wake her
She thinks you've been at work late
You tell her the seconds dragged on.

A ghost-like presence lingers on my finger tips.
The mirage of a tangible dream continues to dance just out of reach.
Life is a game of chance played by many, but loaded by fate.

Your mailbox was a piece of "modern art"
You had a streetlamp outside your window;
You used to call it your own "personal moon"
We used to lay on your balcony and philosophize
There was a mark on your door frame from when you moved in
You made me a key after you had locked yourself out, twice.

         The mailbox is now full of mail that's not addressed to you
         Your "personal moon" has been moved down the street
         The balcony is now occupied with a grill instead of our thoughts
         A new coat of white paint has been applied, erasing your existence
         My key no longer fits; it's just a key.

Color your face with a dark shade of disgrace as you sorrowfully lower your head in defeat. Stripped of your pride, you're just the pathetic remnants of the person you once were. Desirable glory is now forever unattainable.

You may not have super powers, but you've done what no other human has ever done before. You've beaten down my barriers and you've signed your name on my heart, claiming it forever. When clouds blocked my sunshine, you fought the darkness away.

You've always been my hero, but like in all stories, there's a twist. You've captured my heart shattered it into pieces... Who knew you were the villain too?