You're soft silhouette,
a dark shadow in the distance.
Taunting me with its deeply melodious dance.
It moves through the night with ease,
like a knife cutting through butter.
Just as easily,
you were able to split my heart in half,
leaving me a husk of the person I once was.
Laying alone instead of with you,
I crash and burn,
Longing for the love we once had,
but will never again have.
Can you blame me for wanting something so precious again?
Can you blame me for missing your soft silhouette?
The silhouette I fell in love with over and over again day after day.
A series of events repeating themselves relentlessly.
Never ending,
until the silhouette disappears,
and the darkness sinks in.
Leaving me with the realization that I am completely and utterly alone.
Can you blame me for missing you so damn bad?
Can you blame me for wanting to be able to lay in your arms,
you and I sitting there,
you straddling me,
and making me feel as if I am the universe in your eyes,
Even though your eyes have only seen this world.
The realization sinks in,
like a car in quicksand.
My silhouette no longer clings to yours.
Matching with yours perfectly,
like before.
Damn.
I miss your soft silhouette.
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A Medley Of Messages
PoetryHere, lays a medley of words inscribed in no circumstantial pattern, to create these messages I leave for you to ponder.
