not in favor
the fact of the matter is
sometimes you meet the right person
during the wrong time, for one
or for both of you
and you might love them
and im sure they miss you every
night that you're absent from their bed
and i can probably guess that you're
mad at the clock that sits on your nightstand
because the timing was not in your favor
but i regret to inform you that
there is absolutely nothing
you could do about the ache that you
feel for them
because that's how life goes
sometimes
the one person who could heat up your
entire body as soon as they lace
their fingers in yours
the one person that made you feel
everything and nothing all at once
is not meant to be yours
Second Hand Lust
Two strangers together
in the night’s cold heat,
… that was the beginning.
Sharing warm breath,
escaping in passion,
as sweating bodies
cooled in the morning sun.
… that was the second time.
Since then to now,
night’s cold darkness
crossed over into morning
of the sun’s cold heart
as many days have passed
a lonely crossing.
… there has been no other time.
Two strangers no longer;
rather passing through time,
as well known, yet distant friends.
As days’ pass,
passing conversation
of what happened in separate lives;
being constantly polite,
never really knowing why.
… perhaps there might be another time.
No, I think not.
Like passing conversation,
so too, was the thought.
… but maybe. Just maybe.
Just shut up
Quiet down
Be silent
What is your aim?
Is this just a game?
I don’t want to play it.
Can’t you see me?
I’m breaking apart
I can’t do this anymore
And yet, I try and try
Holding on to what I have
Crawling when I can’t walk
But, for what?
When will it be the end?
When will I be unable to take one setback more...?
