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You said you liked
my simple poems,
well here’s one,
no flowery thoughts
or images to share,
nor assonance 
or dissonance,
not even a rhyme,
just simple words
and thoughts and

emotions…

(selfish emotions).

I would be surprised
if you read them 
anymore, anyway.

Yes, again, 
it’s that time of year.

I’ve written this early,
I knew you wouldn’t be there.

Not for me.

Did you forget,
or just not care?
When you asked last Spring
you seemed so sincere.

Such an easy thing 
to say,
that would mean 
so much,

but why bother.

It says everything about how you feel, or should I say, about how you don’t feel …anything,

but that’s not your fault,
you’re not the cause of this.
You were kind and gentle,
and you smiled.
Oh, how you smiled
with honesty
and warmth.

I’m the guilty one.

It was I who opened up to you,
It was I who allowed you in,

but who could blame me.

When I looked into your eyes

you bewitched me,
you enchanted me

with your beautiful mind
…and body.

Not that I ever expected anything
from you 

(although I believe you think I did),

just a grain of hope,
no expectations.

I remember the beginning
of what could have been
a truly meaningful relationship,
sharing time together
talking and laughing,
sometimes deep into the night,
telling each other our

secrets,

phone calls and texts
on the way home.

Then nothing.

Like a bolt of lightning
from a cloudless sky,
you struck me 
deep inside …then

you were gone.

Now, so is the hope,

gone,

and I am left wondering.

We still see each other,
but you have pushed me away
so hard and so often
that my heart
is black and blue
and filled with 
emotional bruises.

You told me what you think of me.

You called me selfish (perhaps I am).

Now, it seems, 
to allow me 
two minutes 
to say goodnight
is but 
a waist of your time.

Until this day I was hurt

but now

I am dead inside …again,

(such a shame when you were the one who started my heart beating, once more)

completely empty,

but I can’t help asking myself
did you think about me
for an instant,
or did it come and go
unnoticed,
without a thought
to cloud your mind?

Well, it’s too late,

now.

It’s gone.
It’s over.

A meaningless moment,
lost.
Just another day,
passed.

If you remember,

if a flicker of light
shines bright above 
your beautiful head,
or a gentle smile 
dances in your 
mesmerizing eyes

when, 

or more likely 

if, 

it dawns on you,
don’t waste your time.

That’s all it would be.



I wish I could say thank you.





12/12/2017
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