the book of whimsy ✓

crystals

so here's a poem called crystals :) i seem to be really sticking with this whole boys-are-like-inanimate-things theme lol hope you enjoy

---

you were

multi-faceted

like the crystals

that hung from

the bracelet

you gave me

for my birthday

that one year

when life was

good

you shimmered

your soul

shimmered

like a gemstone

pure and shiny

though your

smile

was always

bittersweet

your words

tinged with

sadness

a multitude

of rocks

were strewn

across that

beach

we walked on

together

and you picked

one

up

and chucked it

into the ocean

"what sets

crystals

apart from these

rocks?"

you asked me

as if my

answer

would be satisfactory

though nothing

i ever did

was

to you

"i think it's that

crystals

shine

when the sun

hits them right"

i replied

you shook your

head

brown curls

blowing

gently

in the wind

"no"

"what's the

right

answer?"

i asked you

you smiled

"figure it out

for yourself"

so i did

long after

you broke my

heart

and i left

long after

i forgot

the feeling of

sand between

my toes

and the taste of

salt

in the air

long after

i stopped

comparing you

to crystals

and started

likening you

to stones

the kind that

drag you down

and drown you

i realized

as i fell in love

with another man

my best friend

as he slipped a

diamond

onto my finger

that nothing

sets crystals

apart from

stones

except for

perception

and once mine

changed

i realized that

i had been

holding a

real

crystal

in my hands

the whole time