The Joker

The joke was on me the day we said hello.

The flowers you gave me were as

fresh as the day you picked them

but no matter how many times

I watered them with my tears, they withered

and died.

The letters were as clear as the day you sent

them but no matter how many times I pleaded,

the promises soon faded away.

The chocolates were as sweet as the day I ate

them but the bliss soon turned to ruins in

my mouth.

The joke was on me the day I let you in.

The key I gave you to my beating vessel you

used to lock me up with my insecurities.

The trust I placed within you soon found its

way into my back.

The love I bestowed upon you cried out as it

caught a cold the moment it reached for your heart.

The joke was on me the day you left.

I left the door open for your return but the lonely

wind slammed it shut.

I prepared a meal for us but it was ripe with

bitterness and solitude.

The shooting star I wished upon crashed its way

into our home and set alight my dreams turning

them to ashes.

The biggest player in the deck had found a new

game in my heart.

I would fall asleep with your arms around me

but now I fall asleep with your laughter ringing

in my ears.

I called you my Prince Charming hoping you had

come to rescue me but I was a fool and you were The Joker.

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