Every time I think I am getting over
you,
A friend comes home
And says,
”You’re better off, boo”;
Or
an underwear
You
left
behind,
Sneaks out
of our drawer,
And fucks with my mind;
Or
I see some guy
Walking down the street…
And I am reminded
of your
Hair,
or eyes,
or gait,
or feet –
And, no matter what therapy I have gainfully employed,
You
descend on my heart,
And I find it
destroyed.
Time passes and tears dry
The heart learns to cope
The eyes learn to lie
And life grasps at hope.
Fears of pain still prevail
Loss kills all bravery
Love was set up to fail
Truth succumbs to slavery.
If all that passed was true
If all of this was meant to be
You left me, I forgave you
What more has time to see?
I can imagine a hundred ways
Of wishing you well;
And anxiety has me
Under her breathless spell.
I concoct words to try
To see, if you feel the same;
But you must have by now
Quite buried my name.
I remain your first love
So, I wish to wish you:
Here’s hoping then
You find another love this true.
(I know you’ve read my text
And yet you choose not to reply,
You let me down one last time
I now will cease to try.)
Hearts Still Care 
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