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Scarlet M Sep 2017
I want to be lost in your soulful eyes;
completely, deeply,
and for eternity.
Scarlet M Sep 2017
Barren eyes, bleak and lifeless,
         in the end,
         that’s how he left me,
         feet half buried into the ground,
         breathing in the pain,
         while drowning in his silence.
Scarlet M Sep 2017
Forever does not always mean forever,
does it?
sometimes it could mean hello,
or goodbye,
or someone daydreaming,
it could mean staring into your eyes,
or you look lovely,
or someone kissing your forehead,
it could mean grasping each other’s hands
and never letting go,
or sometimes, forever could simply mean
you or me,
sometimes if we’re lucky,
it could mean, us.
Scarlet M Sep 2017
I don't know why I got too attached,
it's not your fault.

Clearly, it is mine.

You don't owe me anything.

Tears dry on their own.

Trust me,
I'll be okay.
Scarlet M Sep 2017
For my actions, I became unaware,
        my word, for leading you into a chimera,
        I deeply regret.

A wishful thinking, fool’s paradise,
        that’s all it will ever be
        to you, and to him, to her and to this.

In a contrite tone, I say
        I hope one day they realize
        the façade I was pulling.

That the mean looking girl,
        who ran around breaking hearts
        was just as broken as they are.
Scarlet M Sep 2017
On rare occasions, a memory of you pops up,
jagged, epoch, unwanted,
like a baleful sign,
It comes knocking at my door.
De Trop| French word for unwelcome or unwanted
Scarlet M Sep 2016
Once, a boy came, new to the coast
tall figure, his skin supple dusted with white,
he was silent at times, quite
sometimes laughing like a child,
vulnerable yet strong, she sees.

The mermaid was in awe, but she didn’t realize,
a crashing wave, that’s what he is.
Day by day, she drowned herself
In thoughts under her ocean dream;
baffled by his presence, in doubt she continued.

On the third tide of their apogee,
without warning the boy vanished,
like a wind, leaving no trace, not a foam.
Devastated, in losing her one precious pearl,
the mermaid cried in remorse.

Every night she sang to the skies,
until she felt an ethereal glow,
deep down she knew
what was needed to be said.
A celestial granted, for once again they met.

In valor with trembling hands, a note she had professed.
Prospective and believing still
the prince she had wished for,
turned out to be nothing but a loving sin.
The mermaid smiled as she disappeared into the sea
with every song now comes a broken, and shattered dream.
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