7AM

by Toni Rendon '24
Portfolio Staff


Poetry


black and white image of a clock
photo creds: pixabay

It was 7am when I let you in, not expecting it all to end

But it was obvious, like it came in with a marching band

The chorus was filled with words we should’ve never said

The ruckus echoing off the walls in my head

The words hitting me till I bled

“Where have you been?”

“I’m back now, so calm down”

“I know you’re back, I’m not blind”

“What’s with the attitude, just say what’s on your mind”

“There’s been a rumor about you creeping along the vine

They say you’re not mine”

“Are you saying I lied or cheated, we talked about this

It’s a dead horse, why beat it?”

“Look me in the eyes and tell me you still mean it”

“How dare you question me, as if I’d ever leave

How many times do I have to say you’re stuck with me?”

“How many times have you lied and made me cry?”

“Not that many times, but why do you care? Don’t you ‘hate’ me?”

“Bringing up the past isn’t that great”

“You didn’t even want to date me”

“Oh god now I never wanted to date you,

why is it so hard to say the truth?

That’s exactly why I’m falling out of love with you”

“Tell me that’s not the truth”

Your silence has been ringing in my mind since

This encounter has left me loveless.

Now at I’m up at 7am,

Forever stuck in this memory

as I embrace the ghost on your side of the bed.

Food doesn’t taste the same, music has no melody

The sky’s forever a dingy shade of gray.

My world’s been thrown out of harmony,

The days seem to blend into weeks,

Weeks into that moment,

And I haven’t slept in peace.

Since you took that part of me

I long for the days when we had never met

So, you’d never be able to pollute my head.

It’s 7am and I’m wondering

Do you miss me yet?