You never realized how frustrating it was, to be left aside.  

All those times you deserted me

treading me for a fantasy of yours,

while you were sitting next to my window.



I begged you to take my love

but you didn’t want it,

you said you didn’t want to own something

you weren’t in need of,

like an old toy you keep in your closet but never use.



I begged you to take my body

but you didn’t want it

you said you didn’t want to settle for one body

when you already had many.



You looked up at the sky

As if you were searching

for something better than me.

But even the stars weren’t enough

to make this night a little bit less dark,

or your life, a lighter burden to bear.



You started searching for the moon, in vain.

I felt you slipping through my hands

so I offered you to take whatever you wanted.

whatever you needed.

Even my heart.



And when you were about to accept,

you saw the moonlight

entering through my window

as I saw my hopes

reduced to ashes.



And now, I sit next to my window every night,

mourning your absence

the same way the moon mourns the sun’s.

Isn’t it odd to miss something you never owned ?