Misaligned Love

He brought me flowers, but I never wanted
Him or the love he was so willing to hand
To me. How was I supposed to tell him
That I was going to break his heart when
I loved someone else? He was a solid
Presence when all the waves slammed
Into me hard, but I would rather spin
Out of control rather than see the rain
Tarnish love he cannot control. I would
Rather him be safe in someone else’s
Embrace than letting my reckless spirit
Destroy him from the inside out. I want
To see him happy with a love I could
Give to him, but with no false pretenses
Or promises. He is someone’s trinket
Because he is precious. We are a pond
And have love that was misaligned from
The first chapter like strangers at the bar.
His soulmate is going to give him the sun,
The moon, the world and every shining star.