Love Rotation

She stares at the clock in anticipation

Teeth clenched, knuckles whitening in aggravation

As she waits for any form of validation

That he’ll show just the smallest appreciation.

 

Still the time tics by

And her tears turn wry

As she wonders why the f**k people even try.

Sure the irony’s not lost, such humor cruel and dry

She either loves them too little or through to the sky.

 

Hours pass, hopes rapidly in deflation,

She considers the decline from torrid flirtation

To her current state- perpetual, emotional starvation

It’s no wonder some keep a constant love rotation.

Author's Note

Best if read aloud, it has a bit of a rap beat to it. Be gentle please, it is my first attempt at anything longer than one stanza in almost a year. Of course, constructive criticism and suggestions are welcome, just be gentle.

Reviews

[AaronFreitas]

I enjoyed it... the hurt and pain was real. Sometimes people treat others so well and love them so much that they take it for granted never showing the appreciation the other person deserves. I liked the descriptions and the desperation in the voice of the writer. Only thing is the title... honestly at first I looked up rotaion thinking I didn't know the word but later figured out it was a simple mistake. I loved your words good work :)

[Ashira Macy]

Oh jeez, thanks for pointing out the title typo! I didn't even see that!!! And thank you so much for your review, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

[AaronFreitas]

No problem that's what friends are for :)

[Eliot Knight]

I reread it after I read the author's note and it fits rap perfectly. I can definitely relate to it as I too have reached that point.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i was reading it aloud from the beginning...and i could feel the mental slaps with each beat...from flirtation to excitation, to starvation and then hopefully emancipation...and hope of finding real love with reciprocation.

[Avinash]

Acknowledgement from those we love do not come easily, especially when they do not have a freaking idea who we actually are. Our one sided love often meets rejection and insult. Real challenge is to keep the beauty of your heart alive and do not get bitter in this unfair and ruthless world. Love is a rare gem only few can appreciate. Until you find that person, keep loving yourself. A very poignant write.