I decided to go back to an old chapter of my book,
\nOne that has too many crossed-out names,
\nSo that I could dot the I’s and cross the t’s.
\nRe-read the one chapter that made me who I am through,
\nTear stains and constant new additions.
\nThe one gift that never showed me happiness for long,
\nManaged to lose it during two months of arguments and two weeks of star signs,
\nKept me awake when the whole world had gone to sleep.
\nUp late planning a future with you,
\nWhen I should have prepared myself for a future without you.
\nAs I dust off the cover and open Pandora’s box,
\nThe gift that introduced me to heartbreak.<\/p>\n
Dear past flames,
\nI guess since I never blew out the last dancing flame,
\nOur story went on longer than it should have been.
\nMade itself the light at the end of the tunnel,
\nNeither one of us thought they would travel down.
\nI never thought I would write about you,
\nBut since your flame, and your beauty was not hot enough to burn,
\nBurn these pages out of my mind I decided to reignite our flame.
\nAnd slowly write as it destroyed all the remnants of us.
\nAnd set fire to the home we once sheltered under.<\/p>\n
Given I still do miss the moments we created,
\nBut I can never enable myself to miss you.
\nBecause you were a far cry from what we intended,
\nA late realization of truth,
\nA bouquet of thorns growing out each other’s hearts as we,
\nLied to each other that we were the right people but the timing was off.
\nYet there is no time where we, this, us could have worked.
\nRather let me acknowledge that your love left when I said we should be friends.
\nI guess it was my fault for overstepping boundaries we had not created,
\nAs we were merely acquaintances<\/p>\n
I hope you are happy,
\nWith an individual that cares for you and loves you the way you deserve.
\nYou deserve the best and nothing below that.
\nSo I apologize for not holding on to the gift you gave me,
\nBut instead giving it back to you.
\nSo you found someone who deserved it because I did not.<\/p>\n
So as the flamed devour the thoughts of you,
\nI did think of you,
\nAbout how we could have been and how you were now.
\nAnd I remembered never to compare bedtime stories to true events<\/p>\n
~Baker<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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