Disappointed?
Is that the word?
Or is it something heavier, more absurd?
A weight I can’t define,
A sadness that clings,
a shadow behind.
***
Do I need a reason for this ache?
Must every tear have a name to stake?
I gave my heart,
too much,
too fast,
And now I bleed for a love that couldn’t last.
***
Overwhelmed by a storm of my making,
Each promise I made to myself,
breaking.
I swore I’d never care this way,
Never let love lead me astray.
***
But here I am, in this familiar place,
Tears streaming down my foolish face.
A lover,
a fool,
a fragile dream,
A joke...