Worth the risk

I remember a time when I thought fairy tales existed
you were it, provoking dreams in my daily thoughts when sunlight
would dribble on my face thighs and hips remaining dark
against my moon and sun
you licked that place where I'd have your son, after I gave your daughter
in water, natural like her mother's most beautiful element.
But today I stand in front of another failed relationship
And all I could think is that, you were worth the risk.

I remember this afternoon when I packed up a tee I used to sniff myself to sleep
a Ralph Lauren polo you came to visit me in and brought me your banana and cashews
I remember bubble baths in the bathroom
and rolling over to find wild Pokemon intertwined in my legs
threatening me, with each conflicting action, if you'd really stay
and today
while my heart is bleeding, veins open tears drawn over my soft face
I contemplate, were you really worth the risk?

Of going raw, doctor's visits I let slide, and asked but you never came
to stay by my side to test what was left, although it felt so right
I felt you to be apart of my future. I knew that the treatments, from you, that I loved you enough to stay with the incurable: were definitely worth the risk.

Your name is tatted on my heart and you've etched an outline of crimson roses
where others have left their marks. Bruises bleed silently within me asking me why
I bother--when I already know what are the risks.