Like Persephone with the pomegranate I was hungry.
Wanting more than 1/3 of you
and I thought that’s what you gave me.

You were the smile on a screen
the secrets shared after dark.
I kept every promise that I made you.

But while I was worried about bruises
and another girl was worried about broken bones
you hadn’t really fallen. 

In every fever dream 
poetic rhyme
I never blamed you

Could’ve never should’ve
buried me in grief and jealousy
waiting for the day where your name doesn’t send chills down my spine.

One could say you came with your own support system
Waiting for me to take off the rose colored glasses
So I could realize you never really cared at all.