The Storyteller

Three marks,

That's all it took.

Not yours, not mine,

A fool I look.

I thought we were fine;

I thought I knew love;

I thought you were mine

But I'm never enough. 

Do not speak,

Do not look

Upon me as I weep.

You took

My heart, my love, my light.

My outlook

Bleak. No kiss goodnight. 

Lights out.

Mind bound.

Dust shout.

No closure is found...

Get out.

Door locked.

Timed out.

Calls blocked.

Our love nothing more

Than empty walls,

Heart ignored;

Echoing halls. 

Reviews

[VALORMORE DE PLUME]

A stark contrast to long winded, emotionally centered, needy calls for sympathy. You are detached just enough to be succinct. I sense enough time has passed, yet I more deeply feel and comprehend the empty aloneness. Excellent, top notch work.

[Adam Light]

Very good. I really like your style.

[jazzymars]

I love the breaks on each line to make the rhymes. Nice message as well.