A Celebration
Inspired by Taylor Swift’s ‘Wildest Dreams’
Some people ease in,
slip away.
They seem there,
then they’re not.
Not him.
He came in like a wrecking ball.
Lights, cameras, action!
Everything felt like a movie, a dream.
His drippingly sweet words,
His crooked smile,
His borderline-scandalous liberties
So bad but he does it so well.
The pieces of me fell like confetti around him.
Colorful, chaotic, exciting, but fleeting.
I flew in the wind.
Then I fell lightly, unknowingly.
Until I came away,
with nothing.
A Chinese proverb says “there’s no party in this world that doesn’t end.”
I thought he was more.
I should’ve known.
He was the host.
And I was everything else.
RSVP’d, attended, cleaned up.
Onto the next one he goes.