Three, Two, One

I put on my shoes and tie up the laces,

I attempt to walk forward in order

to fill in the spaces

that have been cruelly left behind

with what are now moments wasted with you.

I’ve been stranded in this wreckage

that was built upon the puzzle pieces of our history,

but I know that it’s time for me pull myself out, so

I grab a hold of my suitcase and start

unloading the broken parts…

one

by

one

by

one.

My heart won’t stop pounding

and I can’t help but keep on doubting

that this won't be my biggest mistake.

I look around in desperation

for some sort of reminder,

but fragments of my standards

are nowhere to be traced.

I’ve never been much of a quitter

but you stole the fighter in me, so

I grab a hold of my suitcase and start

unloading the broken parts…

one

by

one

by

one.

There was a back and forth clash

and in the flash of an eye

our two hearts crashed.

I’ll sort through the damage

and find what’s left

of me to salvage

One

by

one

by

one

until there’s

simply none.