…….

Dying to herself, withered in toil she lay.
Arms so unkept from years of fruitless waving, one dared to quiver.
Not as if it mattered, what’s been done, has been done.
For years, she danced around in a world of her own.
Seeing the unseen, occasionally drifting to one…..
Always just for fun.
Love couldn’t live here to long.
As soon as it came, even quicker it had gone.
It had always been acceptable to be the lover, just not the loved.

V.Sky

…..

The idea of love was enchanting…..

the reality of it…..is daunting.

Three words couldn’t possibly be more haunting……

V.Sky

…………

The clueless are always convinced they have a clue.

Shredding you apart with their  inconsiderations, deceit is their only truth.

V.Sky

……

Although he was comfy is the hammock of his beliefs

she chose herself, the comfort of another, to feed her relief….

V.Sky

………

Although he was comfy is the hammock of his beliefs

she chose herself, the comfort of another, to feed her relief….

V.Sky

………..

Enslaved by the unknown
Scared of the what ifs
Taken by his beauty
Loving him for the shift
V.Sky

……..

Melted into thoughts that have consumed my whole life, I wait…

For an epiphany

An idea

A gut feeling

Maybe message of clarity.

Still, nothing.

V.Sky

Concerned with love

 

It didn’t feel as good as she remembered.
Now it was tainted.
Most days she played her part,
Her smile was simply painted.
I love you
Three words that once meant so much.
No longer what I wanted
No longer in its clutch.

 

V.Sky

The end

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

I am done writing,

How about you?

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