thieves,
liars,
saints,
and sinners.
Yet, I had never been kissed -
not until I met you.
One kiss
and I knew my whole life was spent
trying to create something as
beautiful as the moment when
your lips met mine.
Like fireworks
or a postmodern Big Bang,
my world was blown to pieces
as you paradoxically made me whole.
In your absence,
the cracks are reappearing,
strained under the weight of my heart.
I'm sorry, my love.
I should never have asked you to
build our home on my
cracked foundation.