Petal by Petal

Not to point fingers but at least when a

Bee stings it loses its stinger and dies…

But you just keep on stinging. You craved—

Yearned for my nectar. Obligated to let you

Pollinate my flower. I wanted to

Leave you every minute, every hour.

Tell me why out of the vast fields you’ve scoured

It was me you’d chosen to devour?

Petal by Petal I wilt: each whispering

She loves me she loves me not as it falls

Wearily to the ground. They fade and crumble.

You buzz and bumble onto the next. I’m left, a stem:

     Surrounded by memories of what I used to be.

     Former love, you drained the life out of me.