You clandestinely waltzed into my life
leavened my moribund nights
lifted me up
with your graceful arcs of gab,
full of bewitching sweet nothings
and swirling soft kisses
you held the vise for my time and
unmitigated attention.
And I liked making you laugh.
Happy little period
where we dabbled in
the daily saccharine twaddling.
The days gave way to nights
and time warped into a honey glob
on declivity, disintegrating gradually
while gravitating.
The bonhomie finally
fizzled out.
And I wallowed in disbelief
at your furtive retreat
silly me, cocooned in ingenuity
waited for you to come back
whilst you moon walked
and cachinnated with the hip chicks.
Rivulets of tears
fused with cheap dark ***
and months rolled into years
yet no cue of your return.
You moved on and I was still
stuck three years behind.
Love felt like a prison
where I was serving a life
sentence for your transgressions.
Doleful eyed, weary of waiting
and heaving dolorous sighs,
nearing nadir.
It took me a long time to
finally accept defeat
and obliterate the last
shreds of sanguinity.
It took me a long time
to realize that
I cannot chase love.
May 25, 2017
May 25, 2017 at 7:34 PM UTC
You clandestinely waltzed into my life
leavened my moribund nights
lifted me up
with your graceful arcs of gab,
full of bewitching sweet nothings
and swirling soft kisses
you held the vise for my time and
unmitigated attention.
And I liked making you laugh.
Happy little period
where we dabbled in
the daily saccharine twaddling.
The days gave way to nights
and time warped into a honey glob
on declivity, disintegrating gradually
while gravitating.
The bonhomie finally
fizzled out.
And I wallowed in disbelief
at your furtive retreat
silly me, cocooned in ingenuity
waited for you to come back
whilst you moon walked
and cachinnated with the hip chicks.
Rivulets of tears
fused with cheap dark ***
and months rolled into years
yet no cue of your return.
You moved on and I was still
stuck three years behind.
Love felt like a prison
where I was serving a life
sentence for your transgressions.
Doleful eyed, weary of waiting
and heaving dolorous sighs,
nearing nadir.
It took me a long time to
finally accept defeat
and obliterate the last
shreds of sanguinity.
It took me a long time
to realize that
I cannot chase love.
