FORGOTTEN LOVE : A BOOK OF POEMS II

LITTLE SECRET NOTES OF LOVE

I write them down 

My notes of love

And hide them from everyone 

And here they lie 

On a page 

Words scribbled in black 

Never to be seen 

Never to be heard 

Stories of a love 

That brought me to the brink of death 

Until I said, No, not today. 

I will not die for you,

I will not die with you.

This will not be a story of broken hearts

This is the story of you and me 

We create our own reality. 

WHEN I SPEAK TO YOU 

When I speak to you

everything begins to disappear

I don’t know where I end 

And where you begin

Flowing 

Racing

Engulfing 

Effortless

Addictive

What kind of a love is this? 

A singularity within the whole 

A whole within the singularity.

WHY YOU MAKE ME ANGRY

Between the sheets we could’ve loved

Bodies entwined, 

Speaking a language from before words

My tongue running along your spine

My nails marking your flesh

My breath, whispering only your name

We could’ve released it all

The pain the trials the tribulations

Cleansing the act of being human by being one. 

But you wanted my soul instead

To keep and to own

A piece of me as proof

That love exists within you 

So now you sit on your throne 

An illusion of security

A shiny piece of me to play with

While I awake at 4 am, and turn your way

but then hesitate 

To tell you, 

“my love you’ve filled my thoughts

yet again.

I’m here and yearning

For you to make me feel whole again’’

You make me angry

Because you love me in disguise 

Controlling all that you give. 

THE END

All stories must end

And this one does too

What’s left is my broken heart

Crushed by my very own hands

I am my own worst enemy 

And this burden I will bare.

Never knowing,

Will you ever remember me again.