Heart Speak

by Zoe Mac 2 years ago in heartbreak

My old love is bittersweet.

Heart Speak

my old love is bittersweet.

brazen promises traded for lamp-glow warmth

just bright enough to make out the stains on his shirt.

my new love is sticky.

like boiling sugar, sweet, hot and fluid and ecstatically alive

until the day it solidifies, prepped for the shattering.

my lost love is torment.

taunting me with flaunts of what was mine some time ago

when i was malleable, and now i’m solid and craving.

my love now is tender.

bruised, talc-dusted and swaddled in the heat of my new-sprung limbs

wailing. but i’d offer the teat a thousand times.

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Zoe Mac

Hi, I'm Zoe - a 22 year old drifter currently drifting in Scotland. I have a lot of feelings. 

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