She was the first –
the first to ensnare the attentions of my heart
She stripped away the loneliness
and warmed me with smiles
with laughs
A touch opened up an ocean of possibilities
But those dropped like a stone into water
The ocean was an illusion –
really it was a shallow pond – no, a puddle
I latched onto Hope too soon, too fast
Eager for the chance
But she soon reminded me of the sting of indifference
of being ignored
And loneliness had never left
and it wrapped me up in its heavy embrace
and I embraced it
And I said I would forget her
as she had forgotten me.