The Coined Love

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Okay so I once met a girl.
About last year in a decade past.
Once I saw her she made my eyes whirl.
And made my invigorated heart beat so fast.

I quickly tried to ignore it all and her.
And move on with my new life purpose and worths.
I tried to push away her lovely image very far.
Till one day we fatefully crossed paths

She immediately captivated me with her churning talk.
And her smile I will pay to see everyday.
She didn't hold me back but I couldn't walk.
Because she had captured my heart in every way.

As we spent more time together as friends.
The fire of the heart burned.
Till I could move to her whims and every bends.
And her short absence from me my soul mourned

I decided to spill it all on one sad day.
To tell her my heart's mysteries and lines.
To open up my once shut path of Love's way.
And to feel and hope and pray that she'll be mine.

But I in the wise folly of my inquisitiveness.
Asked some deep questions I regret.
And she in all innocence and lovingness.
Poured out the answers she could let.

Her answers pierced through like sharp knives.
The reality of all things sinking in.
I realized I wasn't up to or for her even in many lives.
And fate was sealed and my love thrown in the dustbin.

I was explicitly shattered and broken.
But I gave her a fallacious smile.
I neglected all my feelings that were to be spoken.
And I turned away and left her a while.

She put me I think in a friendship spot.
A spot sometimes so dear the feelings come again.
But I had accepted everything all as my lot.
And I slowly licked my wounds and bore the pain.

Time passed and my actions double.
I began to seek a sort of remedy to my affliction.
I began searching in places that spelt trouble.
But my mind and heart were set in motion.

I soon found a cure I think.
A cure it might've been if it lasted.
But like the former, it went down the sink.
And my heart this time to pieces was blasted.

Time again passed and this time birth a reaction.
I had been tossed away by Love's wave and tide.
It brought rise to my sole resolution.
Though I live a Happy life I'm dying inside.

So I moved along life with the girl but as a friend.
Sometimes she makes me feel so loved I can scream.
Sometimes her actions makes me think she might like or love me more than a friend.
But in the end I know or think it is sadly a dream.

Time again passed and now I'm mesmerized.
I thought I had moved on like anyone would.
But of recent I observed and realized.
That sometimes her actions and inactions hurt me like only a lover's could.

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