Elucidating Questions

Used.

Every time, used for someone else.

The moment felt right but in hindsight it’s the same again, I am always used.

It turns the memories black and the thoughts grey, the feelings dripping out into nothing.

Nothing.

I never learn, I never learn.

Used.

By now I should have seen the signs and realised which life is mine and known the pieces and seen.

No matter what, no matter how hard you try, no matter,

You cannot make people love you.

You cannot open eyes that do not look.

The desperate struggle to find something to answer, the reminder that they all choose as they do.

There’s a reason, there’s a reason my chest hurts like the knives stabbed into it and the ache of a heart broken too many times

Does it turn to stone?

Frozen.

Searching for warmth in a ice cold desert.