Though I may not know them by name,
I fell in love with your shadows.
But I was beginning to tire.. in this shallow well of things I wanted to know about you.
Leaving my throat,
parched
and left this burning thirst,
Unsatisfied.
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Confused but still watching; while you sealed gallons of drink and mystery away from inquiring eyes to a place,
known only to you.
I found myself; reluctantly,
letting these unrequited affections morph into this demented single player game of;
how much time will be wasted,
how many lives do I need to regain as I learn things that kill me swiftly,
things that can kill me softly.
And
how many trials should I let give me pain until my tolerance falters and finally …
game over?
Unabashedly admiring the way you’d saunter, in and out of conversations so effortlessly like a social superstar.
With a humor and kindness that’d mirror the mischievous gleam found in that smile of yours.
How I’d wish you’d, look at me that way.
If only once..
You, exuded this confidence that seemed to effortlessly run through your veins like pure bred race horses and thundered endlessly in my mind.
While,
My own were drained of youthful dreams and forgotten memories, which
continued to sink; deeper…
Into a forever list of ways you fascinate
Listening to the way their bubbles would hiss and simmer in the way I’d fervently wish for my bittersweet hopes to bear fruit.
But,
these hopes failed me. And I let the scars of mapped plans burn with shame as their framework made webs across my skin for all to see.
In despair as the hope of one day, feeling beautiful faded, like a stolen kiss..
Forgetting that you were the reason I could once again taste happiness.
But dreams can be so…
Bittersweet.