When the day becomes muffled through the wall,
I slowly lower my guard.
Shimmering memories preface the fall,
How distant you are.
I was vulnerable when you came,
With little worth and scared to love.
But your gentle soul made me the same,
Open arms and stars above.
Spectral thoughts assumed your form and danced away my grief.
Your empathic mind mirrored mine and challenged my beleifs.
Of course it was too perfect, too simple and pure.
As our chance came you pushed away.
Sick love with no cure.
And so our paths diverged and your beauty found by others.
Bitter Envy, pain and loss,
Secrets beneath the covers.
Still so present and close but held forcefully far,
I know you see my scars.
We both hold that weight, knowing what we could of been
and living what we are.
A poem about unrequited love, a feeling that most people come to know.
