You gave me peridot earrings,
a reminder of your love and affection,
along with the rest of my possessions,
forgotten at your place
when we broke up our second time.
Little did you know that
the next day I pierced my ears,
my jaw clenched for the slight sting,
followed by
the backing locking in place the memory of us.
But despite not being together
I wear these perfect gems to remind me
how you taught me to change,
how you taught me to grow,
how I loved you.
These light green stones
are also supposed to heal me,
help stabilize my emotions.
Even focusing on them now has a soothing effect.
They are a symbol that love can be magical.
But if I remove them will the spell be broken?
I fear too much to try.
Our world we created is too fragile
to go stumbling about in dead-end alleys.
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