A Poet's Random Notes

No More Tears

No more tears left to cry,
I've wasted it all on you.

I shouldn't have tried
To make myself love you.

You were my  h i g h,
Now what am to do?

I won't stand in  l i n e
And compete with those girls, as they flaunt around - waiting for a smooch.

Why should I queue for you?
The one who's crushed my heart in mere moments, with simple careless motions.

But this was bound to happen,
For my heart was C O R R O D E D already.

Making it unstable, shaping my feelings into something beyond unsteady.
My heart's ship is in chaos, for you were its captain.

And I realize now, that I won't ever be ready
To let you go.

And I realize now, that I won't ever be strong enough,
To even fight for you.

And I realize now, that I was never strong enough to fight for you,
Guess you were just curious as to how I'd come out, once you were done playing with me.

Now I see you on the  R O A DS,
Walking with those girls, who's got nothing to offer but pleasure and loathe.

Am I but a ghost, as you pass me on the street?
That's my only conclusion, as you brush past me without a greet.

As I now take a seat on the couch that you bought,
I read your letter which says that everything you own here, you sought.

Memories flash before my eyes
-thinking of the fun we would never try to h i d e.

I see our quilt,
Oh, the wonders that happened under it.

My eyes glaze over as I remember how you always spoke of our own house you'd soon have built.

"Our kids'll love it. Their room a soft pink,
you always wanted girls, right?" And you winked.

Why did you have to be so good-looking?
This never would've happened if you weren't.

I wouldn't be asked around like a servant,
For now the guys know how M A L L E A B L E  my feelings actually are.

And now when I watch you from afar
I feel the tugging of scabs on my unhealed scars,
Showcased on my lonely heart.

This was how we started;
I watched you watch me.

Waiting for one another to make a move, and so I read your lips as you whispered to yourself, "One, two, three."

And you walked to me slowly, trying to hide your  g l e e.
I sat up and straightened my back perfectly, my mind already made, my sentence already  f o r m e d as to how I was going to turn you
D
  o
    w
      n .

But when I looked up to see your face,
Your twinkling grey eyes changed my mind: it made me think what we, our relationship, could possibly  b l o s s o m   i n t o.