After All

After all these years of meeting men

and loving none,

you came into my life

and I was sure you were the one.

 

The first time I saw you,

(like the old cliche) across a crowded room,

a smile lit up my face and heart,

already preparing, the "being lonely", tomb.

 

You moved in with me

and we were always at each others side.

We talked, we laughed,

no part of myself did I hide.

 

I was so happy

and I thought you were, too.

I can't comprehend how you could leave,

I hadn't a clue.

 

After five days, you called,

wanting to come back.

loving you as much as I do,

I cut you some slack.

 

We talked a good long while,

I thought "we" were okay,

little did I know,

I was just keeping demons at bay.

 

I had even confessed my fear,

of the depth of my love for you,

my heart already knowing

the hurt you could do.

 

Now, you've done it again,

after being so close in body and mind,

you have disappeared,

without a sign.

 

This looks like a clue

of future repeated scenes,

but it's not my type of movie,

not by any means.

 

I'll take a cue from you

and be by myself,

take my heart, dust it off

and set it on the shelf.

 

After all, there's nothing,

in which to put my trust,

not in you, not in our love,

not in us. 

 

 

Reviews

[Pink Poison]

Wow, this is sad. You really make me feel the betrayal in giving your heart to someone who treated it so casually. This is a wonderfully written poem, but I hope you find someone who treats you the way you deserve to be treated and we ALL deserve that someone, take your heart off the shelf and dust it off and reopen it to love.
Great work...I will definitely be checking out your page!

[kurrupted]

If there is any piece of poem up here that depicts and or epitomises the ugly face of betrayal then this is it.
alot of us can relate to this situation and there is nothing more hurting than when u think that person feels the same way as you as in the line
"I was so happyand I thought you were, too."

well penned, this strikes the reader so hard especially when one has gone thru the shark infested ocean of love and its players.......thanks for sharing, well scripted and lovely flow.

[bluessadmood]

this is sad so sad,some people think love is like a play ,our life is like a play ,they will never grow up ,they will never know,this heart or life is not for rent or for sale ,certainly not a play,no you can not just come and go as you please ,my heart is not an open door for everyone to knock and see and leave no i will not have it this way , i have learned my lessons ,burnt my bridges,closed my doors no you are not welcome anymore ,if you want to play keep away and let me live again ,oh sweet

[SPINNING ON that dizzy ..]

This gave me goosebumps of sadness.... We have to try don't we...because when it works, it makes it all worthwhile. Hurts like hell. I really think it is the hope that makes us grow.... we learn and we keep learning. I like "but it's not my type of movie" that made me grin. It is very tough when someone is so caviler with your heart.... Good, sad tale.

Kath

[Samuel Dickens]

Your poem is beautiful and sad. Won't you try again? I always did. They beat me up and spit me out and I came back for more. It's the love, you see. I'm no good without it.

[BrightEyes]

Sadness permeates this piece - done so without the bitterness of the soul that could come from such treatment. You may put your heart up on that proverbial shelf for awhile, but eventually love will win it over again - and you'll give it another try. Each hurt in life carries a lesson with it - which is what carries us onward down the path of life. great write.

[Mark D. Chevalier]

Tis' a far better thing we do, and far better place we go than we have been. Or somehting like that...
After All-- is a sad poem, full of depth and angst, with the kind of flow and hue that makes one think..."That dirty rat b*****d!"
I agree with Pink Poison that even in depths of despair we must seek the next great adventure of life, and reopen our hearts to love.
Excellent poetry Barbara!
M