one year has passed
when I return to the city
where I realized you have managed to
turn my heart into
a thousand pieces puzzle
by not loving me at all
when I have given everything
when I have given up on myself
in order to have enough space to
foster my love
for you
and now I’m still left
with this complicated object
that I cannot put back together
since I’ve always been the worst
at completing puzzles
how can I return
to the hotel room
where I cried
realizing what I have done to myself
all this time I was trying to pretend
I was going to be the one
to end this sham of a love
but I was clinging to you
hoping not to do it yourself
and when you finally did
all I got was a shattered heart
and a self filled with doubt
and fear
that I will not be able to mend
what has irretrievably been damaged
one year has passed
and I’m forced to return
to the city
where I have lost my autonomy
how can I move on from brokenness
when my mind keeps going back
to that one
precise moment?
Alta's World 