I was eclipsely-enamored with you,
We were confused by each other's gleam;
Sol, be your unending ardor,
Arrested by the darkest waxing—vamoose in time.
I loved the onion eyes of yours—out loud,
Acquainted by mistakes you ever had.
Our eyes met the day I got one bar in life,
Kissing on the summit episode of Petrichor.
I used to think we were inextricably linked,
Everyone knows your friends weren't mine;
They ate you into something you couldn't control,
You hated me for the golden times you missed.
Threat rather than grace,
For I know what you didn't.
And for I was smarter but you never did—
Think about the alternatives.
Sun and moon were thirty-five kilometers away,
Yet I couldn't travel the seas and the skies—
For I had to go three sleepless nights,
I did everything just to be with you all the time.
I was wrong about the curse I bestowed upon you,
Dark sorcerer was my reflection in your eyes.
Remember, you were never sorry—
For holding a gun instead of math.
I wish you were a star that I could wish for,
But I remembered the sun is also a star.
I guess my friends were right,
Astrology was stupid, not Cupid to make us work.
Exes will never be friends when he's secretly flirting,
I know you know all too well six months ago;
I refused you after seeing me naked,
But what I got was you and him playing together more.
You called me a traitor for replacing you,
But what it really was jealousy—jealousy of someone new.
You were never ashamed to do anything for the clout I gave you.
It never lasted, didn't it?
Published by: Heather Pasicolan
Date published: November 22, 2021
Time published: 12:23PM
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