HEARTS LETTING GO
I speak and tell you how I cannot, desire or want, with overwhelming need, someone who does not reciprocate those feelings of desire.
As I speak to your back, turned to me always, these days it seems.
I watch you talk to Angels, or Demons, or Yourself. Speaking only in whispers, so I can't hear what you say.
So you can continue to keep me in the dark.....
About your feelings? Thoughts? Anger? Disappointment? The silence is endless.
You ignore me for days. You hold your head down between your hands, your back to me, always. You never acknowledge me when I speak.
What have I done, to deserve this torturous treatment?
These days, seems our love and friendship has ebbed away like the tides of the sea.
Our drunken passion once flaming hot has turned into a cold artic winter, leaving only lonely, frosted hearts.
My advances of love dismissed. My words, my touch encountered with laughter.
You melt my burning desire like fire on ice. My frigile ego shattered beyond repair.
I sink into silent despair.
My love spills out like rivers of volcanic lava upon sacred ground.

Charlotte Silvers
January 2020
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