Broken Magnets

We were broken magnets… we really were. This is one of my most treasured poems. It was inspired by the events of the ‘situationship’ I was in with someone and the reason  I wrote it is because of the pull and push relationship that we had. It was always him doing the pulling and the pushing, I felt like a ragdoll in the middle of a tug of war game between him and his conscious? Subconscious? Heart? Who knows, it was very tiring, but there was a morbid beauty in the whole situation which I couldn’t help savour when the times were good, and regret when the times were bad.