you were my sunflower boy
i plucked you out of the earth in full bloom
snapped your stem and stuck you
interwoven between strands of my hair
only to cast you aside
when your petals dropped and you began to wilt
i sapped your vitality and purity
and took all the beautiful things for myself
without knowing to nurture you
i left you withered and worn yet
you still reach in my direction
as if i were your sun.
now my sunflower boy
smokes cigarettes in painful chains
and his eyes are no longer
the expanse of blue illuminated by summer sun
but now
the raging tumultuous sea at storm
swallowing anything in its path
yet near me
your waves lap gently around my feet
tickling my toes
begging for entry
Remember when we did
This
When we would finally roll out of the home we made in your bed and went
There
Remember when we were
Happy
and i say yes
only because
it's what i'm supposed to say
But then you get quiet
pensive, you turn to me
with ocean eyes
after the storm
You really fucking hurt me, you know
and because
there is nothing else to say
i go,
I know.
