Thoughts without action
Are worse than no thoughts at all.
A conscience choice – his alone to make,
Not to act.
“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.