Can't blame a dead muse for everything
Can't fault her for loving and moving on
After all, this was all just meant to be
But that doesn't mean she's erased from my thoughts
Can't say this is so unexpected
She's following the script in every scene
It's not like we were ever really friends either
She has no reason to desire speaking to me
Plus, I've moved on, and I've found better
Friends who like me for me
But isn't there something to say about former flames and relationships?
Her smile was brought upon by God's grace
In her own special way, she still controls me
She's still the first girl I ever wanted to hold close
So, I remind myself that was years ago now
Besides, there was a subtle message in our last conversation asking me to let go
I selfishly forgo her feelings
I selfishly pretend my close reading of her speech was fictitious
That somewhere in her mindscape I must occasionally appear
But I know whatever deal I had with destiny has outrun its time limit
She hasn't reached out
I haven't seen her walk by
I pray I never see her with her boyfriend
I pray I never have to hear her say the obvious things aloud
And of course, I hope she's happy
That she receives all she desires and more
We met by chance, and I tried for all that was warranted
We end with silence, just like the room where my infatuation was born
Written on: April 5, 2025
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☆Faith☆ (A Series Of Poems)
PoetryJust a bunch of poems, short stories, and whatever other tidbits I'd like to add. {Updated whenever I have strong emotions} Originally started sometime in 2017 Written by a teenager. Titles with a (TW) mean that a serious topic is being addressed, s...
