Watching Our Love Faded to Black…

It’s too late, to do anything ‘bout it now, so, we stood, far apart, watching our love faded to black. We watched, as the lights got dimmed down, as the darkness, settled in…

not my photograph…

Watching our love faded to black, it wasn’t my fault, I’d, stayed faithful to you, to this “institution” (someone, CHECK me in!!!) that we had, “agreed upon” (so business-like, isn’t it???), it’s just, that love became, bland, and, tasteless, and B-O-R-I-N-G too now!

Watching our love faded to black, as the light slowly went out, I’d held back my urges, to just, BLOW out that last and final candle I had, burning for you. Watching our love faded to black, a million thoughts entered and exited my mind quickly. First, how, did we end up here? It doesn’t matter now, we’re here, what, are we, going to do about it?…………

and this, is what it looks like…

Watching our love faded to black, and, as, it’d completely, went out (like a light???), I’d, turned, and walked away in silence, and just, kept, marching toward the night, not knowing, what’s in store. Watching our love faded to black, like in a movie, after it was over, the screen goes off, leaving, the audience sitting in silence, still, digesting what they just viewed, but, this time, there was, NO one else in the audience, but Y-O-U, for I had, already, LEFT, WAY before the “show” was, over.

 

Her Dear John to You…

It’s truly, AWFUL, I tell ya, we’d been dating, for ‘bout a year, and she STILL can’t get my name right!!!

In her Dear John to you, it was, totally, unemotional, like she was, writing a business letter, saved for the To Whom it May Concern at the very start of the letter, of course…

here’s a poetic version of a Dear John I’d found online…

Her Dear John to you, it’d stated, that she’s DONE with you, then, she’d, listed, everything you’d done WRONG or AWFUL in the relationship, with NO mentioning of those bouquets of flowers you’d spent over HALF of your wages to buy for her.

Her Dear John to you, that, was the very LAST you’d ever heard of and from her, because she’d, severed off ALL contacts with you, along with ALL of your collective, shared friends, and you just, couldn’t understand, what turned a woman so god damn FUCKING cold, so god DAMN quick, you’d only been dating, for no more than……‘bout six months………

someone’s card…

There was, absolutely NOTHING emotion in the Dear John she’d, written to you, you thought, that there would’ve been more, residues of emotions from her, but, there weren’t any.

And now, you are, left, alone, in your own miseries, still, trying to figure out, WHY she’d, dumped your sorry ass, and, had you looked closely, examined your relationship step-by-step, I’m sure, that you still wouldn’t, figure it out!

 not my photograph…

 

 

 

 

I Can Taste that Regret, Growing Bitterer on My Tongue

Ever since I let you back in, I can taste that regret, growing bitterer on my tongue by the day…

I can taste that regret, growing bitterer on my tongue, and I’d, started, beating myself up again, for allowing you back into my life once more. That, is what always happens, you’d hurt me, I’d, kicked you out, then, you’d come, crawling back to me, with that single, solitary, crocodile tear, the droopy eyes, the pouted up lips, oh, and, you’d also, ordered up a bouquet of fresh flowers, with the candy hearts, the chocolates to, as an apology.

how the tongue tastes the experiences in life…

I can taste that regret, growing bitterer on my tongue, as I looked back through the years of marriage that I’d made myself endured over you, and you know what I realized? That I don’t love you one bit, that I despised you, there was, NO love, it was, just a twisted hand of fate, that made the two of us marry, nothing more.

And yet, what can I do? Nothing, just, continue, living, this so-called LIE of a life, I guess, until, one of us dies, then, I’ll finally, be F-R-E-E, and I still don’t thank Gold Almighty for that either!!!

 feeling that regret, right, N-O-W!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Pile of Emotions…

A pile of emotions, left, scattered, around this house, I’d walked into, this god DAMN trap after work, didn’t know what was in store, but, the moment I’d stepped into the house, I felt, that something was kinda off in the air, and, as I’d turned around, attempted to excape, you’d, grabbed, a hold onto me.

just like that, a whole lotta M-E-S-S!!!

A pile of emotions, left, all over the places, they all belonged, to you, mostly, some of them, were mine, but mostly, they were, yours. A plie of emotions had, polluted this sanctuary of mine, and, they were all, from you, you’d had, a bad day at work, got passed over for that promotion you were so positive you would get, but you didn’t, and, you were, stuck in traffic for almost TWO hours, driving home, and, by the time you’d stepped into the house, the pile of emotions you’d carried with you during the day, all crumbled down.

A pile of emotions, that, is what’s, left of this so-called marriage, no love, not hate, no anger, not even, betrayals, just, that pile, of messed up, messy emotions, left, inside this, house we’d built, for love, a long, long time ago………

 yeah, like that,  but intangible, in untouchable forms…

 

 

 

 

 

 

Suddenly, There Was, an Explosion!

B-O-O-M!!!

Suddenly, there was, an explosion, that shook up the world around, creating this, huge earthquake, along with, all the aftershocks too. Suddenly, there was, an explosion, and, there was no signs before it happened, which was odd, because, you’d smell the fuse, getting lit, and, the crackling sound of the fire, getting closer to the huge pile of DYNAMITE, but NO, there wasn’t, it was, just, this sudden, B-O-O-M…

what it looks like, eternally…

not my photograph…

Suddenly, there was, an explosion, that nobody hears, that everybody ignored, after all, we’re all, very busy people, working hard, living, our very busy lives, with NO time to take, to pay attention, to anything, that’s unrelated to our selves. Suddenly, there was, an explosion, and, as the world caught fire, you’d heard people scream out for help, in pain, there was, chaos, all around you, the noises, getting, louder, and louder, and you just, can’t, drown it all out.

Suddenly, there was, an explosion, followed by, nothing, because, you’d, exploded, from the inside, and you’re now, DEAD!

There’s no way, that anybody ELSE but you, can and WILL know, how it feels, to be, living in this state of mind, and, there are just those days (I would know, ‘cuz I’d been there, and done that too!!!), that you just wanted, to close your eyes, for the very last and final time, and just, “go away”, but, you’re, still here, with the rest of us………………

 and this, would be how it feels, on the inside…not my picture…

 

 

 

 

When You Appeared

Translated…

With the glasses clinking for the toasting, familiar faces, they showed up, one by one, and, in the laughters, the rantings of all around, I’d heard others, exclaiming, hollering out, to someone saying that s/he has, changed so much, and the entrance of the party was, decorated like the entrance of the runways, and, those who have the right to cheer others on, are a group of us, former classmates.

But, the moment you appeared, it’s as, if time stood still. You’d not changed one bit, and, your flair, took me back to the days. And still, as I saw that you were holding hands of a little girl who followed closely behind you, time started, moving again.

we’re all here, the whole gang!!!

I saw you, walked slowly, to the seat in front of mine, not to far away, not too close too, to state what was no longer familiar about you. You’d gently placed your child onto the small child’s seat, then said to me lightly, “Long time no see.”

I’d sighed, turns out, we can’t, keep anything intact after all, we can only allow the waves of time, to wash each and every one of us, toward the journeys of the futures unknown.

So, maybe the narrator of this article wanted to hook back up with someone he fell for back in his schooling days, but, too many things had changed, they’re both, all grown up, and, there’s that scent of nostalgia, a hint of regret, of how we can’t, keep time intact………

not my photograph…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Nothing that Love Can’t Fix…

There’s nothing, that love can’t fix, is there? I mean, all you need, to soothe that hurt, that bruise is, one small kiss, isn’t it, huh??? Nothing that love can’t fix, love, can fix, everything, even, returning a good love that’s, gone bad, back, to its, originally, good state.

Nothing that love can’t fix, because love solves EVERY single problem we are encountering, or will be encountering, in our futures together. All we need is love, don’t give up on us yet, hon!!!

and yeah, I’d like to see how you can fix THAT up, huh???

Nothing that love can’t fix? Oh yeah, then, can love fix up that broken porcelain doll that I threw so hard toward his son when I was younger? I mean, I actually liked that particular porcelain more than the other one that I had (Feel free to call me out on being “unfair”!!!), and, I loved it, with all my heart too, and yet, it still, shattered, right, before my eyes, and, oh how I mourned, for her “death”!!!

Nothing that love can’t fix, I’d like to see how love’s gonna fix you up! You can’t even be fixed by love, if you ever get lucky enough, to experience the RIGHT kind of love you never had as a child growing up, but you won’t, because the love you’d received, was wrong, from BEFORE DAY O-N-E, and, it’d gone wrong, over, over, over again, ‘round that loop of wrongness……………

not my photo still..

Nothing that love an’t fix, get REAL, love doesn’t do SHIT, and, love can still blind you from the truth, or maybe, it was, infatuation, and not really love, I really, can’t tell…………………