living in shade or
broken rainbow
the spark lies inert.
viscid in question.
n a fractured smile,
a fabricated excuse
cant veil the
the broken.
each thought a crutch.
the present a repentance.
every attempt looks pathetic.
the past only teaches
in the pain of today.
n if ever
theres reconciliation
it will come with a shadow,
that grows, that suspects
but never comforts.
lets part ways
cause life only forks.
and each meeting
brings it own stars
n its warmth.
but does not leave
its sky behind.
n if the spark
should ever sparkle
bury it deep in
what was.
for theres nothing
left in this
relationship
to fan this fire
or quench it.