Unsettling,
An almost unnerving sense
of utter disillusion.
Sweet pangs of jealousy
Tempered by debilitating regret.
Will I never be your only?
No, I think I shall take my lot
and my leave.
Jaded repercussion,
You've been forgiven but not
forgotten. Never forgotten.
Your words have been etched in me
Lithographically.
Why must we be reduced to
Coy smiles and casual glances?
Will it ever be enough to just love
Someone.