Consequence

I deserved it. She did not.

Consequence

She always knew if I was there

Somehow remembering me

Amongst the chaos

I cared for her, and, seemingly, she cared for me

Others would be ignored

Dismissed, even

As she sought me out

I felt loved and wanted

I was told that I must be special

“She’s not like that with anyone else”

 

 

I haven’t seen her for some time

Not through choice, but through consequence

Through a fault of my own

A fault I never intended, but one I deservedly was punished for

 

 

Now we don’t see one another

And probably never will

I use my solitude to think of her

Praying she’ll remember me

Think of me

Miss me

 

And forget me...

Author's Note

Pray, tell...

Reviews

[Nienor Niniel]

I like that the 'consequence' isn't actually named. The Before and the After are described succinctly and illuminatingly, but the Cause is not (which isn't a bad thing, as it's not the focus).

The last stanza really captures the emotions after a relationship-death, in my opinion. Wanting desperately to be remembered, and wishing everything could go back to the way it was, but then recalling the guilt, and wishing to vanish from existence.

[So Ensnared Truth]

Thanks Nienor. Your summation of the last stanza is spot on.