"It only takes time"-you said
I blinked as if it was deja vu.
my tears fell upon your skin
leaving it so frigid, while
your ironic smile burnt me alive.
There was a cyclone coming;
one that carried uncountable words
that could never be translated.
"We have an expiry date, you know?"
your laughs filled the room with malice.
It was a recurrence,
a tape repeating itself over and over again.
I held my pride for a moment,
cried for as long as I could.
And let those poisonous tears
run down my lips
while I kissed you with torment.
It wasn't a recurrence this time
for I didn't believe you-yet
I let your words run across my torn dictionary
I could foresee victory..
That moment you bled
and while you strove
I throve..
**Everything in this life is a recurrence, every broken relationship is just a prelude to a new one to begin, and the cycle goes on forever**
Again..NOT a poem, just a thought..
Thoughts of you, warm my bones...
3 months ago
I pity those who think relationships come with an expiry date. To all of them I would say "If you can't value this, you aren't worth it and with you gone it would be good riddance"
So well written Nema! You make the most complex of emotions feel so simple!
True :-) that's why I mentioned in the note below that this recurrence means relationships never really end :)