Tag: the way scorpios love

The Road To Giving Up

he’s just not that into you…

It’s been a week since I’ve heard from you
Sweet words of love
Of tenderness

he’s just not that into you…

While men in desirous parts of the world
Beg my attentions, pour on me affections,
Pull for my presence, promise me peace

he’s just not that into you…

I suffer long, lonely days alone, abused still
By absence, by affliction, by the remnants
Of maltreatment banished

he’s just not that into you…

And wonder, worry for your beauty
Wonder, worry for my own…
Reminded by your native enemies…

he’s just not that into you…

No sweet words come at last
No fond words of affection
No desire to be present…

he’s just not that into you…

But, even my white kitten comes,
An angel's silent steps and passionate
Love-bites to remind me of my own…

he’s just not that into you…

You’re just not that into me, are you?
For, if you were, your words would spill;
For, if you were, no harm could come…

he’s just not that into you…

for, if you were, you’d
share words of peace,
feather me with beauty…

… just not that into me…

… and I fade,

my love burning like a pyre,
my heart aching like a martyr,
my mind begging for a champion,

and I, abandoned of your touch
bereft of love…

he’s just not that into you…

my eyes spill, slowly, 
yearning for the truth…

he’s just not that into you…

'til my heart breaks 
as I read your words:

“… I’m just not that into you”

Photo ©2014 MLM

Forgive Me

I can still forgive you everything:

Every moment when you feared,
Every moment when you ran away,
Every moment when you tore at me in your frustration,
Every moment when you asked me to be different than I am,
Different from who I am,
Different from who you love,
Different from who loves you.

I can still forgive you everything,

And I can still want to be in your arms,
Dreaming daydreams of watching clouds o’erhead,
Kissing your exquisite skin,
Tracing your perfect ribs
Watching your perfect nerves cause ripples, perfectly, under my perfected touch,
As my careful eyes watch you,
As your startled voice begs for mercy.

I can still forgive you everything.

I can still remember your truthful words
Asking me to be a part of your life, forever;
Asking for a deep and profound connection;
Asking me to give you everything;
Asking me to just be me.
Do you want to know the pain this distance caused?
Do you still want to run away?

I can still forgive you everything,

But do we need to cry forever, you and I?
Do our tears need to rain upon the world, a thousand raindrops
To wash away our pain – yours over every woman you’ve loved inadvertently;
Mine, over every beautiful love – and you! – I’ve inadvertently driven away?
At least we’re crying.
At least our hearts still spill some truth of you-and-me…
Or, at least, mine does, running rivers through the streets.

I can still forgive you everything…

And I’ll gradually forgive myself
For losing you.