11/13/18
Baby when you go
silent…
I have no idea if we’re
here nor there,
Up nor down,
Or whether you’re moving
All those different directions
With her instead
-Sarah Clinton
Tag: Breakups
Not Even Close
11/14/18
When I think of you,
What I miss most
Is laughing in bed,
Sitting atop your waist,
Hands on your chest,
Hair falling in a curtain
And tickling your face.
We giggled our lives away
As if we still had an eternity
Together.
-Sarah Clinton
Self-Harm
11/6/18
Why do I still fucking
Fantasize about you
When I know
You’re about to tear me apart?
Maybe I’m a masochist.
But maybe I should have
Made that connection when
You clasped a hand
‘Round my throat
On our first date,
Before you even kissed me,
And my knees were
Weaker than I ever cared admit,
Even to you.
Caution: Shattering in Progress
11/9
Tell me, love
Just so I know
How many pieces
Do you plan
To shatter
My heart into?
-Sarah Clinton
Your Lover, Not Your Savior
11/11
Oh, love,
Don’t get this confused.
I’ve never sought
To rescue you.
All I ask
Is that you permit me
To be by your side
As you save yourself.
-Sarah Clinton
Time’s Up, and All Too Soon
11/6
Good God,
Is it really, truly
Time
To start thinking
Of letting you go?
-Sarah Clinton
Ironic
11/3/18
It is ironic that
I helped pick you up,
Returned you to your feet again,
Only for you to walk away
Toward her.
And her.
And her.
-Sarah Clinton
A Thousand Ways
10/29/18
There are a thousand ways
For me to tell you
I love you.
I simply choose those deemed
Least likely
To reopen the
Gaping, jagged wounds
From your past.
-Sarah Clinton
When I Had to Admit I Loved You (But Not To You)
10/29/2018
For the first time in years,
I caught myself praying.
Not for the Lord to help me
Possess, enchant, or enthrall you,
No.
I did not ask
That you fall hotly, madly, irrevocably
In love with me,
Though I imagine that would
Feel something like a warm rain
Kissing the dry, hard earth
During my favorite spring thunderstorms
Trust Falls
9/10/18
Make no mistake:
It is cowardice
To coax a woman’s heart
Into a trust fall
When you never planned
To temper her descent.
-Sarah Clinton