When the air cools

When the air cools and you feel the pull

Of other fingers on your hair

When my soft whispers no longer lull you to sleep

And your warm stomach no longer nestles into my back

When all the things I thought were true

When you had me and I was new

All of those little loves.

Still scaffold the bones of me.

So please. Please. Please

Be kinder dear. Be kind.

You have hit fast forward

While I still rewind.

Be gentle on this fragile thing

Remember, you once made it sing

She might seem shiny and full of life

The potential to be a perfect wife

But I shone too… at the start

Before you stomped on my living heart.

(C) Slumpless

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