Night and Day

There's a midnight sunburn,

from my time down south,

where you kissed me,

left your mark like a cottonmouth.

I've been bitten,

I've been hooked.

Caught in that moment,

when you didn't stop to look.

Strange deeds,

happened when I wasn't looking,

how'd I miss the smell,

of your animosity cooking.

You say we were a comet,

say you don't want to break up,

that's there's no alternative,

I blink off my makup.

I gave you a piece of my heart,

Tried to pack it in bubble wrap,

not let you know,

what small bones you could snap.

If what I said wasn't,

as glittering,

it's because it's easier,

to be blistering.

And we never started bickering,

because while you were loudly simmering,

I became small,

my shouts became whispering.

So I leave the building,

pride bent out shape,

because I asked if we could stay,

and I saw "no" on your face.

And I sit on the hill,

grass pricking my feet,

a daytime sunburn,

forming on my cheeks.