Seasons

They say the third time is the charm
But to be honest, I think that sounds really dumb

Girl number one
Was never a summer fling
She walked in
Like a toxin
That thick skin
Couldn’t keep out
She was like water in a drought
A breath of cold air in the south
Food for a watering mouth
She became everything you craved and more
Even after she walked out that door
And left
She took a hammer to the heart she kept
Pieces like leaves falling until the tree was bereft

And when the cold set in
You were searching
For a warmth like hers

Girl number two
Was she who
Wanted to
Fix you
And do
It for herself
She’d been hurt too but wanted no help
She just wanted love
The lie she shoved
Down your throat
Until you choked
While she broke
Your heart again
Set it aflame
Burning like hot stones in another summer heat
Or ash and charred meat
No matter how many excuses you’re forced to eat
You can’t stomach the pain and betrayal
Another fail

And the cold sets in again
You begin to wonder when
It will all be over

Girl number three
Shows up when the tree
Is bare
Not fair
Forcing a dying heart to sing
When there’s no use facing another short lived spring

They say the third time is the charm
The same can be said for attempted suicide and fatal physical harm

We’re just going through the seasons

_malwar3