Saturday, 30 April 2016

Golden

When we met
I was ten.

You were a
relative stranger.

Big, bubbly and bright
You were wearing a royal blue tunic.
I remember there being sparkles but
memories lie.

You bought gold coins.
It was your way in.
It worked.

You were golden 
and treasured

just like them.

You were new to us but we
were people you already knew.

I don't remember the second or third or fourth time we met.
There was no need-
we fell in love with you instantly.

Big, bubbly, bright and in royal blue, 
you made promises
which you didn't always keep.

Nearly 12 years later
I look back on that day. 

Big, bubbly, bright and in royal blue, 
you bought our love.

We loved you so much.

You loved us back.
With heart, soul and kindness.

But you are careless. 
You don't always do right by us.

We are blindsided by you.
We wear blue-tinted glasses.

It took us time
but we started to scratch
at the blue.

We found shards of light 
but swathes of blue

lingered.


Nearly 12 years later
I am taking the glasses off.

It hurts because you are
big
bubbly
bright

but halah-

you make us blue.



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