Salt and Sugar

I would’ve done damn near anything for you when the love between us still lived it’s way inside of my bones.
But things are all so different now,
And I am so much more tired, so broken.
 
Do not mistake that salt on the inside of your tongue for my sugar, because you are no longer entitled to such things.
I, was not the one who set our world ablaze and watched it be consumed in scorched fiery flames.
You chose to leave me, and I make no excuses for how I chose to mend the broken bones that you smashed.
 
I think that I will always love you, who would not?
I think it is because of the way you used to make me feel, so whole; alive.
But those feelings are so far away now, and they sting my skin like acid when I try to remember how good they once felt.
 
I think that I have out grown you, mi vida.
I think that when you decided to let your love leave the indentions inside of my bones you were setting us both free.
And I will not apologize for refusing to be the broken caged woman you once loved.
She is gone, nowhere to be found.
 
Perhaps the day you decided to set us both on fire was the day that she decided to leave us both. And god, I am so glad that she did.