ARIES

I dreamt our dalliance would begin again.

I wish that you would let me in.

You only use me to mend-

the heartache over the girl,

who left you in the end.

You say that you're broken,

but you're only bent.

You call me your baby,

but its not my initial

tattooed on your skin.

You only want me to partake

,because you were forsaken.

You say that I'm mistaken,

but I feel the ache in-

my chest. And it is vast.

And I can't grasp onto you,

like i want to.
You don't have a clue how much

it pains me when you call me babe,

but you think of her before you fall asleep.

You're never going to sweep me off my feet.

Its clear to see, The picture of us that I created in my head-

is a made up fantasy.

You never told me what made you feel weak and empty,

But you told me you loved Led Zeppelin ,and

you didn't believe in heaven.

But I can't be your medicine.

I can't make you better.

I can't love you anymore.

I'm tired of being a last resort.

But I will always be on my front porch,

endlessly thinking and writing poetry about-

the blue eyed Aries boy who took my heart

out of my chest and ripped into tiny shreds.