Wednesday, 5 June 2013

Poem 129- Skin

I wanted to love you forever.
I hoped to sit next to you until my vision turned grey.
I believed you were the only person I could possibly become an adult with.
My anger and tears of grief engulf you with hatred as I worked out you did not want any of these things.

I would have surrendered my time, my kidneys and my limbs to make you happy enough to love me in the same way.

As the days past since we loved and my hands remain cold and unheld I fight the urge to return to more of the same. To call and hear no apology. To speak and feel no words of care. To text and feel no connection from the person I emptied my soul for. To meet and feel only embarrassment for my zeal to shower you in affection.

I wanted you to be my skin, I wanted to be your person. I wanted to be loved in the same way I gave love to you but now I know this hope is a fallacy and nothing can repair it.

I ride through the despair, shocked by how many days its been and how little you seem to care.What happened to the feline cub I found in the summer who needed my love and care?

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