Series of Love: Broken Heart Cliche

We've all been there. Thought long and hard over what we did and came to the conclusion that the end we can pray we're smarter than what we were when it started. We sat with friends late nights saying we'd never be a cliche. We knew what was there was real, when that promise of forever was only for right now. In the end, it's another heart broken....With this poem the series ends. I hope you have enjoyed the journey.

Broken Heart Cliché

See for you
I drew rainbows
Wrote my name in crayons
Finger-painted on your body
Took naps before recess
Sat out during dodge ball
To watch you play

See for you
I wrote beautiful melodies
Promised you forever
And all of me
Shed clothes a second skin
Whenever the time
It was never ending
But now
Now I write eulogies
Burying what I thought was love
In a shoebox in the back yard
Small burial of stars and freedom
Lust filled nights in movie theaters
Love making sessions to candlelight
We did it all

See for you
I said monogamy
Threw the welcome mat away
Closed the peephole
And gave you a key
Dinners left cold on tables
Oven no longer heating
Microwave busted
Being overused night after night
Of you not coming home

See for you
I changed my address
Moved to an unknown space
Waiting for the moment
It would be our place
Instead it became
This hollowed out shell
We were forced to reside in
Hiding the fact that you loved in
Another whose name was not mine

See for you
I altered my dress
Trophy on your arm
So proud to show others what you had
When in reality, you were having everyone else
And I a fool to believe
That your looks were
What men did

I lost weight
Not because I couldn’t eat
My hair styled to perfection
Fell from the heat
Walking sideways
Running over the words
"I'll do better"
"You’re the one"
"Next time it’ll be different"

See for you
I embraced vows
Left-handed waves
Keeping in my vision
A reminder of our trust

See for you
I lost mind
Held tight to madness
Got use to it
Your excuses I accepted
And mistakes I put
In the attic

Broken record in my ear
Cd with a crack jammed
In the radio
I couldn’t get you out
I sipped slow on
Corn liquor
Burning my chest hoping
To singe that piece of my heart
Attached to you

I sat on county swings
Puffing cigars
And choked when I saw you in the smoke


Damn you were everywhere
The coffee tasted like dishwater
Honey iced tea was just a bag
I held on my tongue hoping
I could make something happen
My favorite spot had our names carved
So I burned it down
And left my heart as the tip