You weren't just looking out of the window
You'd been doing that for five miserably sweet winters.
Constantly wondering aloud why you weren't enough; constantly making my efforts insufficient in turn.
You weren't just looking out of the window
You'd been reaching for the Moon;
Rising and setting for her.
And I thought all the while it was for me; and so I delighted in the ecstasy of a summery embrace.
And yet the second you turned your back and I shut my doors,
Drawn the curtains on my windows
And gave myself, that which you constantly denied me; which I constantly denied myself in the name of loyalty
What I wanted -
FOR ONCE
Somehow I became the enemy.
The competitor.
The thief.
The soul-sucking conceit.
Are you sure you weren't just looking in the mirror?
--- Ink and Wander
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Musings - 9th - pondering through poetry
PoetryNot quite where I hoped to be, as yet. This is my 9th poetry collection. Poetry collections (the written in this order): 1) Poetry 2) Cathartic 3) Masquerade 4) Compass 5) Reverie 6) Stars Above Me 7) Melodies 8) Caterpillar And the current one 9)...
