11:12 pm
You were shining.
Glistening.
Surreal beyond the much the word can house..
You were as radiant as the sun, but as luminous as the moon. You were as kaleidoscopic as every rainbow I have witnessed in my whole life.
You were whole, a difference from the fraction that you were the last time I saw you. Your eyes, brighter; your heart, stronger.
It was as if I didn’t break you.
I went back to see the damage I have done. I guess a part of me hoped that you will remain the trainwreck that you were then. I wanted to see how you still struggle to pull the seams I have tugged back in. I wanted to see the hurt in your eyes, the desire in your skin. The longing in your voice as you crack me a hello.
I want you broken, so I can fix you.
But as how every nightfall is deemed to morph into a bursting sunrise, you healed. Your scars of black, now grey. You were a full set, not one piece, gone. You weren’t as effervescent as you were the day that I left.
And as I muster the beauty that you were, an aching thought seeps into my soul.
I shouldn’t have left.
I shouldn’t have pieced you, and brought fragments of you with me.
I shouldn’t have left. Thinking that the pieces I took were still needed, and I, demanded as well.
I shouldn’t have left, left with thinking that I could slip and slide unto your life as I inch your puzzle pieces in and out of your system.
I shouldn’t have left. For you healed, and the pieces were home to none now. And as they wandered, they found a hole in me. A hole drilled as I witnessed your sorry eyes wept. A hole drilled as I muttered the goodbye.
I shouldn’t have left. For the pieces of you I took found home in me. And now each curvature of your face and every memory of you and me are my waking thoughts and evening’s dreams.
I shouldn’t have left, left with thinking that you needed me more than I needed you.
I shouldn’t have left, love -
I shouldn’t have left.