Elucidating Questions

Tomorrow on ice if we can pretend to be alive or find the normality long enough to watch and focus, when it’s been too long.

The mind never quiets, the words pour out, every day is a repeat. The one song is over, erased by the summer, goodbye to it.

Instead it is just nothing, perhaps should have left it alone. To repeat every day for the rest of it, while the world moves right on past.

Now every day is a lie written about someone else. Never shown, it’s never been good to see.

Not me.

Every day awakening, every day the same, every day nothing.

Always unseen and unknown.

Trying to keep the promises made stupidly by a fool who believed in love and trusted the words of nothing from nobody.

The foolish feeling of having found one when one didn’t want us.

Do not disturb. Why can’t you be better than this?

How to send love and write of love and describe love not felt, received, or acknowledged?

Saying I love you I love you I love you I miss you you’re beautiful and I want to see you and I want to go to you and you’re so far away it hurts

Would only work for the beautiful, the perfect, the worthwhile, the worthy.

He deserves better than this. He deserves better than me. He could have anyone he wants.

And I’m wrong in every way.

Someone tell me, what’s the point?

How many more days until I am set free and he just shows some mercy?

Serendipity would be the end.

This has been a long mistake and he will never love me.

And yet it continues every day, nothing will change.

Every day.

The rest of this long and meaningless life, that had meaning for one month, and then tried to keep it.

When it’s long lost, and he would never want to meet me.