Love, Unrequited IX
Frank was on to something
Unrequited love, a one man cult
Brainwashed from false promises
An idol of ice under scorched reality
It’s harsh by nature, Abrupt
You showed me that
In the way only you could
I Rebuilt you
You left me, Fragmented
Spit me out like a crinkled buck
For that I thank and forgive
The blight in my chest
Your exhaustive motive
I’ll carry it always, a relic
Of pride and naivety
I don’t harbor bitterness
It passed
The Rigor Mortis in my brain subsided
Sweet release
You’ll walk your walk
I won’t talk the talk
I’ll skip our memories
Along the waters of what could’ve been
But it’ll sink, eventually
A slow descent
Caving under the weight of its own purpose
Until it reaches its final resting place
Atop the grimy sediment that is truth and reality
And I’m okay with that
That’s where our journey ends
Now it’s time to walk away
Back up the pier of what lies ahead, a future
This time I don’t think I’ll look back
Not because you won’t
But because I don’t want to