Thoughts without action

Are worse than no thoughts at all.

 

A conscience choice – his alone to make,

Not to act.

 

He says:

 

“You are never far from my thoughts”,

But he does not act.

 

“I love you”,

But only in “his” way.

 

“I want you”,

But only when it works for him.

 

“I promise I’ll be back, I won’t run away again”

Just a lie of the heart.

 

Thinking, loving, wanting, and promises

In words only, without action

 

Are only ploys to keep me attached,

Keep me hoping.

 

With distance comes clarity,

Cold, self-centered and cruel

Not who I thought him to be.

 

2/15

MC