The Cracks in My Bones

When I put my hand outAnd reached for your smaller, softer hand,I didn't expect you to have turnedYour back on me;To have crushed my soul in one sudden movement.Why did you turn your back on me?Even under the sun's warmth,You couldn't see howTorn, broken, crushedI was.You looked right past me,And suddenly,I didn't exist.How am I supposed to existWithout you?How am I supposed to putOne foot in front of the otherAnd move on?When all I wanted to do wasRun to you.My feet were stuck to the ground,My hands trembling, my eyes watering,And my heart was breaking.I never listened to those old love poems,Yet, you were my love poem.I just didn't know it tillYou walked away from me.And those words, those damn words,Started to choke me.