You Keep on Moving

I wanted to be your Captain America, but I feel like the remorseful 'Joker,' who has lost his 'Harley Quinn.' Do you recall our first song, how I strummed guitar strings to reflect our romantic symphonies, but now all I hear are unfinished lyrics. The flowers we planted now wilt, as you left them unattended. I tried to release all the budgerigars, but they slump in their cage with broken wings. You left me abandoned, where the wildcats cry. I'm lost, alone in an asylum of angst, ready to erupt like a firework fuse, as slowly, sanity vanishes in flashes. The weight of my tears sting like acid on my cracked porcelain skin, as lungs collapse from screaming, like a broken brittle bridge, unable to hold the burdens - all that remains is brick and mortar. I don't want to live among the shattered pieces you left behind, so I travel from Jersey shores, to ivory sand dunes, building castles, but you keep on moving, so racing waves wash them away. Empty echoes and silent rooms, mean my heart dissolves like those sand particles, lying upon the sea bed, resembling ruptured dreams. As the Red Oak trees release their leaves, they prepare a scarlet carpet, adorning you in admiration, hoping you return to me in the fall. I won't forget nor stop loving you until my last breath and if I'm fortunate, maybe you will place a bouquet, perfumed in your tenderness upon my final resting place. .