Pollution to the Heart

The faint taste of goodbye stains your lips.
Trying to pretend nothing is going to change,
yet knowing the truth.

Why must we hide from honesty?
Looking away while sincerity stares us in the eye.
Are we that negligent to our own futures?

Why run from what we know is coming?
yet when it's here, act as if it's unexpected?

The human mind,
so simple, yet complex...
so powerful, yet frail...

Reminiscing past times with your laughter;
the way you'd always push your hair back
gently through your fingers when your mind was overwhelmed with confusion...
Is it funny that I know this?

Such memories lost at sea, like a message in a bottle,
hoping to be found again someday, between the unexpected.

Why must people leave?
When the good becomes better,
and the worst nonexistent.

Why must we live with such unfair rules and regulation?
Aren't rules meant to be broken,
even if all odds are against us?

Losing your grasp, slowly but surely;
I can sense your surrender.
The white flag now loosely lying within each of your fingers.
I no longer have to pry it from your embrace.
You're giving up, and I can't bear to watch your defeat.

You would think sweet victory would fulfill me with joy,
but my heart drowns in the champagne poured celebration.
Sorrow drips into my soul like a faucet;
leaking, building into regret.
The faint taste of goodbye stains your lips,
our love is going to drown.

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