My deepest desire?
Hold you in my arms for one blissful moment, one last time.

My greatest joy?
Watching your rare, handsome smile.

It made my heart flutter to painful extents.

Those warm early summer nights, where our bodies moved as one.
Your taste, your smell, your touch, the feel of your skin under my fingers

Those short, brief expressions of early love.
I knew how hard it was for you to mutter them.

And I was grateful, happy and fulfilled. For it was hard for me too.

Your gentle ways, the absolute pleasure of your company.

Finally, two lone wolves have found each other.

But alas, it was not meant to be.

Distance and time created an insurmountable rift.
The perpetual silences, the lies, the disrespect. The void of confusion.

The love I felt soon became resentment, then anger.
Refusing to go down without a fight, that is my warrior nature.

My words of concern where only met with drunken mockery. Condescending. Smugness.

He never loved me. Something changed. It was useless.

No explanations that would soothe a chaotic heart.

Sometimes, the best thing is just to walk away.

But the rage and confusion remain, like fire embers on a dark night.