This is not the end of the world
But the beginning of one that is your own.
I am forgetting how to talk about you
You who made my days dark
And heart combust like a coalmine
Collapsing over the ones who built it:
An accident, it seems.
I am forgetting how to think about you
And how my finger drew infinities
on your skin while you caressed
the edge of a black hole
And tore it apart at the seams.
I am forgetting how to cry about you
You who made the apple break
And broke the eye, broke the damn
Dam, rushing down the sides of my face:
I am forgetting everything about you
And learning how to heal myself and win
My own trust back, my body back,
My self back, My love back, my loss back:
To erase the shadow left in my dreams.