Tuesday, September 26, 2023

right side of the bed

friday night august eleventh

never thought this would be the day where i

got to find my will to live again and look forward to brighter suns


a key in our hands

as we looked at each other for the nth time

never thought inserting into a keyhole would excite so much


the moment the door was closed

i remember it vividly how our lips crashed

bodies pushing against each other passionately


under the dimmed kitchen lights

we declared our love

with a clink of peach soju glasses that i liked


it wasn't perfect

you wanted to move out right away

out of embarrassment of disappointing me


what more could a broken soul desire

when all they wanted was served before the eyes?

when all they wanted was a love so pure from the love of their life?


we sat down comfortably

letting the bed suck our bottoms in

glueing us not to move an inch, freezing the moment 


i picked the left side of the bed

and you were left with no choice

but to stay on the right side of the bed


the right side of the bed

where the sun shone right through the wooden blinds to say hello every morning

where the moon and the stars shone right at you, taking turns as the sun bid adieu


the right side of the bed

so i had a reason to turn right every chance i got

so i had a reason to make everything right when things went strayed


the right side of the bed

where i captured you beautifully every second our lives went by

and so that i didn't have to turn left facing the mirror's cruel truth, avoiding the monster shown in me


but you saw it

right behind me

whenever you turned to your left side


perhaps

that's one of the reasons why you left

as you grew tired of seeing the ugliness of me


perhaps

that's one of the reasons why you left

as you grew terrified of seeing the monster, getting more sinister each day


perhaps

perhaps

perhaps


little by little

you stopped turning to

the left side of the bed


little by little the glue dried

and it was easy to detach

so you started setting yourself free from me


little by little

you tossed our slokis to the trash can

as you tossed your things away, too


leaving me shackled

on the queen sized bed

forever reminiscing your right side of the bed


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