6.16.10

Out of sight, out of mind.
As I focus my eyes I see it’s hopeless to try.
I resent the fact that I don’t have your warm embrace.
All your words are so bitter I can’t stomach their taste.
I remember the times when all I wanted was your touch,
And all the times I thought I’d never see you enough.
I’m sorry if this all sounds like an effigy.
But the irony is killing me.
Its my fault for wondering what was ahead.
You always told me I could be the one,
But time took you away instead.
I’m just a lesson learned now that its said and done.
The future has thieved me yet again,
And left a wound that I don’t know how to mend.
After all of this my heart has hardened.
I just can’t seem to resist the self-pity I take part in.

You moved on so quick, I was all a waste.
But I still can’t swallow what you said, I just can’t stand the taste.
I won’t apologize for being over-dramatic;
What you call drama I know as trauma.
I had no control. I never had control.
You see I wanted a perfect ending.
But I learned the hard way that poems don’t always rhyme,
And some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end.
I know where we started but I lost track of the finish,
And how our love diminished.
You see the funny thing with endings is that there isn’t any closure.
All I can do is try to maintain my composure.