Supplemental love,

Hearts in disconnect.

 

Words are as useless as

Pain shattered glass and

 

Red wine stains on white carpet are like

Heartbreaks in silence.

 

Truths are hidden, my

Existence threatened.

 

But nothing matters to a

Useless soul.

 

And to begin again is

To have faith but it is empty.

 

Ice has frozen the intentions and faith has flown.

My soul is ringed in sorrow.

 

More solitary thoughts fester and

Infect my mind telling me

 

It is better to be alone, no,

Not better, easier.

 

Less hurt, less disappointment

No more love, or hurt, or me.

I don’t want to go there

Not again…

 

Lonely hearts,

collecting dust in the corner.

Words left unspoken,

Hanging like dust motes in the sunshine.

Ways left to ways,

Paths un-taken.

A love that was left behind

unused, unwanted.

Where can it go?

Is there a place for misplaced love?

A place where it  is held

and comforted

I hope so …

So different, yet the same,

So loved and missed equally.

Why, why be given

Just to be taken back.

Better to have loved and lost?

I cannot agree.

The ghost lingers in my mind

in my soul, in my heart.

His kindness and wisdom overwhelming.

His leaving not his choice.

His love, his kisses, his arms,

heaven.

His soul vibrant and alive,

Curious and seeking, the seeker found.

His knowledge given freely but

A troubled spot existed.

What to do, how not to hurt,

how to have it all, never realized.

Taken to spare the pain of decisions ?

Possibly, but taken to soon.

Forever missed – missing what was and what

could have been.

His ghost lingers , will never fade

Will always reside in my soul.

And then the other, the spirit,

He resides in my soul as well.

My choice, not his.

He loves but doesn’t

He comes and goes

Is mine, is not.

Each day brings something new.

His love is passionate and wonderful.

I ask for nothing in return.

He may not have it to give.

He is troubled in his soul,

Tries to hide, tries to love.

Conflicted and searching.

A beautiful soul tormented, he draws me in and pushes me away.

But in spite of it all, I love his tormented soul, his powerful sexuality,

His grace and projected kindness.

But I sense frustration and darkness within him.

I could help if he would let me.

And so it continues, he comes and goes,

loves and doesn’t, wants and needs but rejects and has a place in my soul forever

A ghost and a spirit reside within me and yet sadly,

I will remain forever alone.

Love lost is so sad

No matter the reasons.

No matter whose fault or no fault.

We were two people,

Two people who loved in our own ways

maybe different ways,

one from the other,

but a bond existed and

grew just the same.

And then it ended, not as either of us

Expected and not in a good way but with an honest “mistake”.

An ending just the same

with pain that went both ways

and cut just as deeply

coming and going.

An then it was done, no words left to speak

and tomorrow came and the world went on

unchanged but for the fact that it was a little lighter on your side,

the side where my heart used to be.