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.