Dearly departed:
i sit here wordless.
i still havent recovered from the cut of my decisions.
i spent 3 years cuddled up to my condition --
a diagnosed commitmentphobe,
hopelessly resistant--
i saw you from across the room and recognized the twitches,
the stitches came undone,
left renewal in its ruins
shit I never felt before that caught my intuition
distanced myself
for the sake of my protection
and though we hadn't spoken for more than a couple minutes
your image was imprinted as a reference in my senses.
Destiny insisted that we cross each others paths, so
pensively I yielded something he could never have...
there was give and take,
there was kiss and date,
there was missing places;
there was this innate
carelessness in your chases,
you would give a taste
then replace
your advances
with actions similar to hate...
Faced with the option to
lose my mind
for the sake of my heart, i debated
and waited and patiently
practiced the art
of obsession
testing the waters for warmer acceptance...
