you were my sunflower boy

i plucked you out of the earth in full bloom

snapped your stem and stuck you

interwoven between strands of my hair

only to cast you aside

when your petals dropped and you began to wilt

i sapped your vitality and purity

and took all the beautiful things for myself

without knowing to nurture you

i left you withered and worn yet

you still reach in my direction

as if i were your sun.

now my sunflower boy

smokes cigarettes in painful chains

and his eyes are no longer

the expanse of blue illuminated by summer sun

but now

the raging tumultuous sea at storm

swallowing anything in its path

yet near me

your waves lap gently around my feet

tickling my toes

begging for entry

Remember when we did

This

When we would finally roll out of the home we made in your bed and went

There

Remember when we were

Happy

and i say yes

only because

it's what i'm supposed to say

But then you get quiet

pensive, you turn to me

with ocean eyes

after the storm

You really fucking hurt me, you know

and because

there is nothing else to say

i go,

I know.