Atmospheric Abecedarian: Game Over


Atmospheric twin you are a
Breezily punishing lover who
Can’t bear to call surrender but you
Despise lingering, so you find a game to play called
Eat my heart and your cake, too
Forgetting I am you and you are
Going to corrupt the bond brutally again
Havens treasured fold into the ether
I refuse to hold you in my arms anymore
Just like always, you find warmth from another
Killing me, massacred delicately
Laughing in her bed suddenly
My face appears and your heart skips to dread
Nothing will dull your pain but more women it’s
Obvious you a cold-blooded felon
Perhaps you shouldn’t have found someone new
Quite so quickly as you sit haunted and pale
Remembering stolen kisses and the
Sunshine in my eyes that made you
Turn away in shame, I admit I like when the
Universe punches my love back into your gut
Vain is the wish I could be satisfied with second best but
Wallowing isn’t made for the crowned so I grieve exquisitely
Xenology is your major and it makes me nauseous that
You drink with vigor from stolen cups while a
Zealot’s withered flowers pour from my mouth

via Daily Prompt: Atmospheric