Handsome you
Why did I not see
You would interrupt my life
Send all seeds blowing
Like a dandelion wish
Upwards, outwards, til finally
No longer there
Handsome you
How did I blindly follow
All the pretty pictures
Of mountains and misty eyed lovemaking
Without noticing you were packing your boxes
All the while
Handsome you
When will I learn that nothing
Is nothing new
Once love tiptoes away in the early day fog
I have grown so used to goodbyes
With you
Never have I said it so many times
To one man, knowing I never truly meant it
To be our last
I liked to say 'See you soon'
Simply because I could not see me
Not loving you longer
Handsome you
We were so pretty together
Every waitress in every diner told us so
I believed their every word
In your hand, mine felt small
But it fit just right
Now I have to hope you are running so fast
With such energized cylinders
That you forget you'd like some dark haired beauty
To settle against your back
I fool myself into a hiatus reprieve
Back to sketching charcoal images of the you
I so wanted to cocoon with
'See you soon'...With enough salted tears
To overflow my Atlantic Ocean
You cannot break an artist's heart without creating a mosaic. This piece makes me want to close the door softly, tiptoe away, and sigh in the darkness once out of earshot. Love it! :)
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Mesmerizing, intriguing from start to finish. amazing writing