Where Are The Sparks?

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Where Are The Sparks?
February 16, 2015 (Posted on April 8, 2015)

All the words

Uttered at dawn

Fluttered in my mind

And moved its pawn

I think I already lost

In this game of love

Where blood and tears were shed

And bullets rose above

I held on to the hope

Of us being together

Was it you that told me

"Forever and ever?"

But of course

You let me go

Not because you loved me

But to put on a show

And expectedly, I was shattered

Broken beyond degree

Where is the love you promised

The one to last an eternity?

Lies are well stitched

To love and all its wonder

Guess we were never

Really meant for each other

So, I was forced to move on

And walk away

Yet you were still in my mind

You effortlessly stayed

Years passed

And eventually, I moved on

But one day, I saw you

And you asked, "Are we really done?"

What did you expect?

I'd still hold on to you?

"You pushed me away,

Abandoned me too!"

"You see, I was wrong

To let you go

Now, I have come back

Because I love you so"

I held on to the hope

Of us being together again

But then I remembered

You brought me a lot of pain

In your eyes

Beamed the feeling of love

Would it be right

For the past to fly away like a dove?

You asked for us to make things right

I thought about it day and night

On the corner of a street, I realized

My decision was final and right

You brought us two

To a coffee shop in Parisian wonder

You looked at me in the eyes

And I started to ponder

Immediately, I looked for signs

Rapid heart beats, sweating palms

They weren't there

And the thoughts became bombs

I took a sip of my frappé

Hands all calm and steady

I opened my mouth

To signal him that I was ready

The memories came barging in

So I remembered the tears in the dark

The heart break, loneliness and pain...

Then I asked, "Where are the sparks?"

So I said, "I'm sorry,

But this won't work out

I don't really hate you

But to trust you, I doubt"

I smiled and told him

"I'm not doing this for revenge,

The wounds were made and all

But I'm not going to avenge"

So I left after he said goodbye

Thought about it and smiled

He was the best mistake I made

Finally it's done... then I sighed

Got myself stuck in a health center with a lot of people and being the socially awkward pig that I am, I resorted to finishing this poem that I wrote months ago when I realized that I was crush-less (consider it a word).

Guys, thank you so much for reading and following. I'm up to 703 and without all of you, this wouldn't be real. Thank you, Lord!

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