Lauren Minor

I didn’t know it was you until it wasn’t. I didn’t know pain until you left me, face down, wallowing in a deep ocean of my tears You left a void large enough for my heart to sink in.

The keeper of my heart and fallen dreams; the tormentor of my shattered soul I need you to stop erecting mansions of doubt in my mind ... to stop selling my fears and desires to the highest bidder and stop digging tunnels of pity in the crevices of …

I must ration my (affections for you so I do not gorge myself on heartbreak (all in one sitting. I must spoon feed myself morsels of time, so my palette does not become numb to the lies and blind to the hours etched in my heart pining for …