I opened you once
in a trance.
I believed you could dance with me.
The humble shelf could
not hide your brilliance!
So resilient was I at the start,
boldly enduring the cold, I seldom complained
yet I was never strange.
The time I left you, tore something from me.
I didn’t understand, pretending you had a back up plan…
It’s been two weeks
I feel ashamed for the action I’ve proclaimed
to be just fine.
Though it hurts I couldn’t help but remember the time
when I look at you like that.
I feel your pages invading my mind
Though nothing you say can make me open you once again.
Then I realized
When we dance so close
I feel less ALONE.
I did not love you!
Who could possibly have?
I did not intend for this to happen,
yet here it is!
staring back at our blank faces.
We met and talked and laid on top of a hill under a starry night.
Though the moon was nowhere to be seen we were
contented with the stars… Just the stars! —
Yes, we kissed for a moment that ALMOST seemed like a year.
But I did not love you!
We got lost in our own little fantasy of silver linings
and candlelit sanctuaries. You enjoyed it… I did too.
Those fleeting hours wrenched us from reality, robbed our sights
till we couldn’t see even the simplest fact that I did not love YOU!
Behind the shadow of a doubt maybe YOU loved me…
maybe YOU captivated me, enchanted me, swept me off my feet,
caressed, embraced, kissed, warmed this cold heart. —
But I NEVER loved you! —