Month: August 2012

All it takes is one ill-timed, ill-suited gentleman to wind up in a mess
A mess of raw emotions that you just recently subdued about before
Before when you swore that you wouldn’t find yourself susceptible
Susceptible to that beautiful smile, the warm hug and all the laughs
Laughs that flow naturally even at a fleeting thought of his warmth
Warmth that he gives so casually and carelessly without reprieve
Reprieve because it isn’t our time, no it’s their time, can’t he see?
See the anguish he dooms us to in a time to come, a time of tears
Tears of separation, of loss, of heartbreak, of falling to weakness
Weakness of the flesh, of the mind, of emotions, hope, and letting go
Letting go of love, pleasure, happiness and joy for a compromise
Compromise of passion, of talks, of now, of us and our ill-fated future
Future that can never be, for long before i came, there was a choice
Choice of a life, a hope, a family. A constant that holds true to now
Now ,with an ill-timed encounter, an ill-suited gentleman and a mess.

There is nothing i can say that would capture the essence of the lost

if only for a time, we were, and you were mine and i yours, for a little.

There are no words for loss, no words big enough, for the hollowness

A hollow ache, a hunger that gnaws at my innards calling your name

Just as i would whisper it in disbelief, when we were, for a time past

Wow, there were no words, for the overwhelmed state i was in then

Wow was the word i used to describe how my being was with you

For there were no other words nearly big enough to capture you then

And there she was, large and real, come to steal my brief wordlessness

Come to reclaim her rightful throne at your right hand, no words i say!

There is nothing that i can say that would capture the sense of loss

Nothing i can do, no words comforting enough and no tears strong enough.