Poem - The Talk

I would enjoy breaking up with you,
Softly focusing on background images
As you sit me down to talk,
Because we need to talk, it's just a talk,
Dreading what I already know you would say,
That it's not me but you,

I would enjoy that,
I would stretch time, and pay more attention
To how we fidget and smile,
with all the fight gone now,
Nothing but the clean up now,
So we talk, you talk, I listen, mostly,


I want that
I want that for us,
Not text messages coming farther in between,
Because I'd rather have the talk, than no talk at all
I earned that, we deserve one

I'd rather we throw things in the air to watch them break
And call each other names we dared use only in bed,
And in a much different, more appreciative context,

Not the growing silence of things we can't say,
And things we've already said and,
Forgetting me at times more frequently.

I would fight for you, and beg you back
Had I known I was breaking your heart.