String

(To someone I won't talk to anymore)

Colors,

You showed me strange pretty colors I

didn't know were exist

Language,

You spoke my language like it ain't weird

Font,

You pulled the bold font out of my

delicate linings

Time,

You stopped time at night with wondrous stories and theories

Paint,

With your monochrome brush, you painted other's sky a vivid roseate

Soul,

You're a classic soul trapped in a young Asian figure

Cat,

I will share a chonky cat with you, but at a safe distance so you won't be allergic

Flower,

Diphylleia Grayi turns transparent only when it rains and

Blue Hydrangea is a rare beauty who is learning to express emotions.

String,

And for the first time, I wanted to be attached to someone's string..

Trouble,

I was so in trouble, was I not? That you won before we met.

That you bailed halfway, just like the others before you.

Teacup,

An unemphatic teacup was capable to crush mine that was still learning,

because mine couldn't scratch it..

I,

I know damn well, the day you asked empty questions

was the finish line of your interest marathon.

You.

At the end

I didn't know what to do about it

but to crumple and deal with myself in secret

It's not just you who hides when in excruciating pain.

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(Fiona, November 2020)