Month: July 2018

Is there an
Expiration date
On anything
I write?

I’d like to think
That you’d make me
Complete
But that’s my heart
Talking
When it should be
Listening
To what the mind
Is thinking–

Maybe it’s the
Chance to discover
The real you
Others already knew
Is what I find
Attractive
In letting myself
Feel this way
Or maybe it’s the
Prospect of you
Finally letting me in
Because I’m no
Longer considered a
Distraction
As the world
Fights for your
Attention–

Perhaps I have
Been mistaken and
Any similarities
Between us
Are only at the surface
The way all icebergs
Look the same
Until sonar shows
The truth beneath–

Maybe the practicality
Of the situation
Implied a false
Puzzle piece fit
Between us
Which was convenient for me
But inconvenient for you

When the rain
Finally fell
Things did not
End well
Because beginnings
Led to
Unexpected endings
With events
In between
Lacking
Decipherable meaning

And all
I have
Is the
Snow
Falling
Like ashes
Of the
Heart

So
It’s my fault
That I wanted
To wave hello
My fault
For wanting to
Wave goodbye

I can
Never
Catch up with
Someone
So determined
To leave
Everything else
Behind

I however
Can’t
Compete against
The other things
In your life
Because they
Got to you
First

You’re not
Obligated
To notice me
Although I wished
You reciprocated
Somehow

I put myself
Out there
As authentically
As possible
And it hurts
Knowing you won’t
Even acknowledge me

I guess
The hardest part
Is not knowing
Whether I ever
Made an impression
On you