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By redplasticroses Date: 2008 Apr 11 Comment on this Work [[2008.04.11.21.12.3981]] |
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What ever happened to asking "How was your day? Or mentioning how good it is to hear your lover's voice Or even hello before you start laying down your laws You, who just last night declared there were none In fifteen minutes time I realized love is not enough not without compromise consideration, and communication My heart is heavy having been sent away once again but now for the last time I am far too fragile, too sheer I am not willing to pay for the sins of those who came before me I will only acknowledge those wounds and inflict none of my own You tell me I am not what you seek and I should go I've lost count of the times you have pushed me out of your life while I can not have my wish I can and will grant you yours I am too old for drama and far too transparent I do seek a man who lives on a two-way street that is not named for some fictional character a man who believes a union is a statement of commitment not a ball and chain one who says, we should talk not one who confronts and demands one who is immersed in my life not one who drifts in every now and then The person who holds the winning ticket must be present to win in love and in life How appropriate that it is storming heavily as I pack my suitcase I wonder if you will miss me or realize I have gone before the grass grows as high as the corn before the ringing phone goes unanswered before the mail is stopped with no forwarding address before every trace that I existed in your life has been eliminated You will be glad to know the pebble in your shoe has been removed that I have moved on seeking someone else as you requested Perhaps some summer night drinking wine by candlelight you will remember me and understand that I did "get it" my souvenir of love lost - only the fingerprints that pushed me away for the last time Time to blow out the candles stop the mail...... I am a withered woman I am far too fragile I am gone Wish granted. |