(I don’t even remember when I started this one (it isn’t exceptionally recent), but I do know that it isn’t completely finished just yet.  I initially wrote it for myself, but I’m posting it now for a friend (you know who you are), as per our conversation yesterday.) 

But No One

Love, our love
was a little dirty
leaving not much left
to be kept clean
There hasn’t been anybody
to ignite me
in all of the simple ways
you seem to do
But no one,
not even masking tape,
silly putty,
and glue
could erase all of
the distances,
the great canyons of infidelities
placed between me and you

so I started to learn piano,
and I put my photographs away
I started singing into the silence,
telling it, not you, all I have left to say

Now you tell me
I was never,
not even for a second
worth your precious,
precious time
I don’t believe you,
I look closely
and see straight through
But no one,
not even masking tape,
silly putty,
and glue
could repair all of
the damages,
the hysterical need for forgiveness,
when I found out about you

so I started to learn indifference,
and I threw my memories away
I started screaming into the silence,
telling it, not you, I never wanted it this way

Just as you had a flare
for excuses,
I had a flare for
hanging on
So you ran around
and in three days
erased me
with someone new
But no one,
not even masking tape,
silly putty,
and glue
could turn her
into me,
the girl who cleaned your blood,
when life got the best of you

so I started to write these letters,
and I locked my heart away
I started speaking to the silence,
telling it, not you, until I have nothing left to say …

© – SKK

…

(Take with you what you must, don’t dwell too long, and keep that chin up, babe.  Life’s too short for unhappiness, and it’ll keep getting better and better and better soon.  That’s a promise!)