A girl stands on a bed in a darkened room,
Smoking, leaning on a windowpane.
One October she came; sonic boom
To blow my world apart in winter rain.

Today I put the pieces back together,
And am astonished when I also find
Pieces ages older, from summer weather ?
They need replacing too, that?s the bind.

Together we three flocked, birds of a feather,
In summer then later in winter months.
Now I free the fear to which I?m tethered,
And let down at last my pain-shield front.

By rights I should spend all today revising ?
Ahead of me?s an A-level exam.
But instead I write a poem comprising
Of all the pain I got but never planned.

Tonight I will stand smoking in a kitchen,
Watching my new guy make cups of tea ?
The pieces of my heart I?ve finished fixing,
Now floating on the surface of the sea.

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