RainSprout

When you told me about her Pain spread like wildfire Corroding my blood Burning away haemoglobin But hey Friendzone is accommodating enough So contact persisted Phone calls, skype calls, text essays Lasting hours each time Embracing each other into our lives Dreams and sweet sweet nothings Then as time went by We managed weekly portions Of "How are you"s and "How was your day"s Puns thrown, jokes flew Random words to evoke a reply Anything is better than nothing Still We grew close, word by word Sharing secrets Of love, lust and in betweens Things we never disclosed To the closest of our friends I began to think We were special But God I

You laid yourself out Piece by piece A fractured rib here. A punctured heart there. Twisted aorta Constricted lungs Burnt blood Empty mind Diagnosis: Fucking broken. "I don't think I'll ever get over her." You say. Well Guess I could say The same thing about you. I'm not a surgeon I don't know how to mend you My hands are not yet trained To thread and needle emotions like yours I'm not a surgeon But I do know how to use the scissors So if you'd let me I will cut away the chains And free you Just a shame That you'd rather die being broken by her.

10 counts pass slowly Whilst I wait for your reply Wondering If you have forgotten Or gone away 6th second I bore a hole into my phone Tapping my fingers, double-check Still nothing. "Buzz" I smile at the thought Of the next 10 seconds.

They dance The last tango Fragile embrace Upon darkened sienna Sunset in ancient Persia A swirl of Titian's brush Fallen flames Burnt amber Dusty sunlight The golden veil of Albina Who says February, is the time of lovers?