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Regretfully

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So this is how death in love begins:
You stop saying small good mornings,
Berate those insignificant sins,
You once thought of as delightful things.

You take away what I am now used to,
For those are deeds you forget to do;
But I remember these parts of you,
For they were what made your heart feel true.

I am more difficult than I know;
But that is what you already knew;
Now you see what you chose to ignore;
Difficulty seems like something new.

I don’t believe you love me no more.
I do not think any less of you.
But you seem like others gone before,
Past lessons all seem truer than true.

Love is often such that finds those
Who pursued you claiming forever
Forgetting the vows they made in throes,
When your own love starts to endeavor.

Maybe the condescension of time
Is meant to be, is meant to be,
And all feeling is meant to decline,
Regretfully, regretfully.

You Will Know

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You hurt me by remembering,

Remembering, when you need me,

Forgetting, when I am alone

And sad and so life-weary.

 

You hurt me by asking favours,

When a hello would mean concern,

Sometime yesterday, when I had

Testing life lessons to unlearn.

 

You hurt me by being a part

Of worlds I never got to see,

You do not get to pity me

You can’t ask if I am lonely.

 

You do not understand now

What life will definitely show,

When it corrodes and torments you,

Then, then you will know.

 

 

Sadness Remembers

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I remember when I was bullied –

I remember when I am sad –

I know they are best left alone –

Those times when I was treated bad –

But I remember them now and think –

Of how things would have, could have been –

If I had the friends I have now –

What different hopes I might have seen –

How things would, could, may have been –

If I had these friends by my side –

I would not have felt so alone –

My feelings wouldn’t have had to hide –

But – but these friends are around now –

And I have a safer harbour –

To guide this derelict into –

When sadness makes me remember.