We were kids<\/p>\n
with hearts<\/p>\n
untainted and pure<\/p>\n
we knew no limits<\/p>\n
to love<\/p>\n
the version of it<\/p>\n
we knew<\/p>\n
I was willing to<\/p>\n
give him my heart<\/p>\n
and my womb<\/p>\n
he wanted ten kids<\/p>\n
lol, ten<\/p>\n
I barely wanted a pet<\/p>\n
but he was the<\/p>\n
epitome<\/p>\n
of beautiful and<\/p>\n
manners that<\/p>\n
were rare and<\/p>\n
exquisite as the<\/p>\n
islands were<\/p>\n
foreign and untravelled<\/p>\n
by me<\/p>\n
He was majestic<\/p>\n
in his features<\/p>\n
royal in his stature<\/p>\n
and he was mine<\/p>\n
we were young<\/p>\n
and we were unaware<\/p>\n
that life would soon<\/p>\n
carry us to different<\/p>\n
sectors of understanding<\/p>\n
but we stayed caught<\/p>\n
up in the moment of<\/p>\n
we until we were no<\/p>\n
longer we,<\/p>\n
it was february 13<\/p>\n
the day before valentines day<\/p>\n
when he told me<\/p>\n
we should just be friends<\/p>\n
we should end this<\/p>\n
long distance<\/p>\n
affair<\/p>\n
as we were only kids<\/p>\n
and clearly we had our<\/p>\n
whole lives yet to live<\/p>\n
He rocked my entire universe<\/p>\n
in that sentiment<\/p>\n
and broke my pure heart<\/p>\n
for love<\/p>\n
this man child who<\/p>\n
was suppose to always<\/p>\n
be mine<\/p>\n
eyelashes that touched the stars<\/p>\n
a pool of Madagascar<\/p>\n
chocolate that canvased his<\/p>\n
entire body and eyes<\/p>\n
like honey whiskey<\/p>\n
his voice was dripping<\/p>\n
like molasses<\/p>\n
and his hands were always<\/p>\n
warm, enveloped in mine<\/p>\n
the universe halted on<\/p>\n
its axis<\/p>\n
meaning meant nothing<\/p>\n
was meaningless<\/p>\n
from this moment onward<\/p>\n
there was no longer<\/p>\n
a peace treaty between<\/p>\n
wholesome nouns and<\/p>\n
helping verbs<\/p>\n
I threw out every letter<\/p>\n
he wrote and picture<\/p>\n
he drew the day<\/p>\n
he rained on our parade<\/p>\n
cancelled the best<\/p>\n
show this world had<\/p>\n
never seen before.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
FJ original 2016<\/p>\n
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