One month of tangled emotions
Knotted around confused yarn
From your unanswered unknowingness;
Initial honeymoon sure lost its charm.
Once those sparks flew
Void of electricity,
Immediately my presence
Felt no more than a displeasure.
Nonetheless you and I
Our meeting symbolic,
A purpose predestined-
Helped me face suffocating demons.
Out of a weeping abscess
A cryptic glass shard.
Lo! The cause of my pain
One month denied of finesse and creation.
So I remove this shard gently
Ending my right-hand paralysis.
Be gone broken glass!
Along with any emotions you left imprinted
On my vulnerable, romanticised heart.