it started with one

a replacement

something old

with something new

something better

something intelligent

and i felt comfortable

i could rely, depend

on this one change

then it was another one

and still i was calm

content to comply

happy to oblige

what’s one more?

three more rearranged

i started feeling cramped

was it the cold steel

against my wooden walls

was it the monotone voice

replacing...

from my limited perspective

it all looked the same

tiny specks of white

littered the night sky

to my ignorant mind

it all felt the same

the measures of distance

too grand and puzzling

in the unforgiving darkness

straight ahead

the stars’ light smothered

by tall buildings and false clouds

in that daring alleyway

just over my shoulder

choking and croaking

snickering and bickering

it all bec...

it was born of beauty

this most gentle affection

almost at a painful pace

i’d melt at his mere mention

he’d buy my coffee

as whispers fill the air

he’d lie next to me

his consideration so rare

i forget all of history’s mistakes

as i cross today’s date

an end to constant heartbreaks

and a silent prayer for peace

peace i am owed

for his treacherous words

love i have bestowed

while he is far far ...