#old lovers

Old lovers

for the first time

in three years

& honestly wondered,

what I ever did see in you

I mean to say,

I see behind your mask now

there is not much there

to be seen, empty platitudes

mostly, a caricature of a life

you asked me how I had been

‘good, you know, as it is’

as for yourself? ‘it was better now

than it had been’ & life was sunny side up again

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I had stopped yearning

long before you left town

and to see you again

brought me nothing new

you were still nothing more

than just a blipp

a something that happened

and never again

you and your glasses

and pinstriped sweaters

and well, I should have known it earlier

that you just were a false fasade

just talk and nothing else

hell, you never gave me flowers

while you always could give her plenty

later on

and that’s how I knew

I had just been a blipp

in your world too

-//-

It’s a beautiful sadness knowing you still exist and knowing we’ll never cross paths the very definition of bittersweet

It’s the shine in the darkness the path ahead may be rough but at least I know I can see just how lost I really am

It’s the poison in the water and even though I know it’s there I drink and drink, like a camel in the oasis I can taste the almonds

It’s just a whisper on a scream unheard and buried deep covered up for more important things like watching paint try

It’s the ice in the fire gone before it even knew it was there A great example of how quick it can be when everything falls apart

It’s a bad attempt at caring It’s easier to just die alone even with the crushing weight of lonliness that follows every single step I take

cc:imago

Oh, hey, Thor.