The Blame GameA Poem by EmeraldFacet
It started with a Bang!
One fair night with you The two of use just wanting to hang Both were pleased with the pleasant view On date number three You dropped an enormous bomb on me I held your hand and looked into your eyes This vulnerability from a stranger caught me with a frightening surprise But you were fully there physically and emotionally “You are so special” I thought Why would I let past life struggles rip away what was so effortless given to me You agreed to meet but were sad on date four I immediately felt the cold caress of death Couldn’t ask myself to return, Id already tried to concur it once before It was once a battle Id fought long and hard Succumbed to bloody knees with all of my efforts completely chard And that was the first time I wanted to walk away But your sweet resilience, your tender heart, convinced me to say You shouldn’t have shared it so early and I shouldn’t have ran But as the solemn saying goes ‘time and tide wait for no man’ And so we continued on with enough grace With hope for the future which unforeseeably turned into a fast race “I love you” was exchanged not shortly after You said it first, I followed suit and lead to the cherished ornate altar Both of us desired life of beautiful matrimony Highly Doubtful.. rushing would have supported any sort of sustainable harmony But nonetheless I proceeded With words of admiration you won me over, they were repeated. They were repeated. They were repeated Sentiments of love and lust and longing Professed often enough with no action began to feel like a misbelonging Doubt again began to creep in tainting my view Time is all you needed to turn love into action I was so sure, I didn’t mind much because all I ever wanted was you Forgive me for the times I unintentionally made you feel unwanted But there were many more grievances of me you voiced and sometimes even taunted From the legitimacy of religion to what you didn’t want me to eat To indifference of acknowledging family and those you venomously didn’t want me to greet From tales about your past lovers I listened to with content To your jealous outbursts I received from stories I shared with no ill intent From expecting me to tolerate your constant late night work hours To accepting I’d never receive a sincere apology or even a bushel of flowers Im sorry for not being pure bred enough Im sorry for putting up a fight Im sorry for trying to love someone rough It scared me, making you feel like loving me was an insurmountable plight I should had been more empathetic I shouldn’t have been impatient in that way Even so I wasn’t frivolous, you could have made the effort to stay You said you went out of your way to be with me But understand I did for you too My patience, security, hopes and dreams dwindling The decision to walk away again felt quite overdue I anticipated celebration Together and forever with you Instead I found myself on bloody knees once again Making a frightful and painful decision laden with rue “Sounds good, take care of yourself, be well” For days my soul could not sit still for the outcome was anything but swell On the eve of the New year I sent you a note So that ever you chose to have forgotten me at least you would know I did not gloat. You were loved like no other, sincerely thought “the one” was you Then you went ahead and wrote me back, a declaration of love, all I had to do was chose you too Overwhelmed by it all I had to stay away The last thing I said was “I love you too” Know that that love for you will always stay. I trust that things happen for all the right reasons That Love and loss are all players in the changing of seasons I hope our lives are filled with health and success That love will find its sweet self to each of us And Our stories will conclude in no other ending but bliss and happiness © 2019 EmeraldFacet |
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Added on February 11, 2019 Last Updated on February 11, 2019 AuthorEmeraldFacetAboutI believe that embers of the past have just enough potential to start a fire in our soul, enableing each one of us to, not become great for ourselves, but rather to do something great for someone else.. more..Writing
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