Resentment

The glorious morning nimbly slinked
away from me
while I was rehearsing the
cruel words I wanted
to hurl at you.

--

Can I take a break from
loving you?
This caravan of care needs a
stop-gap: being that you have
no fragment of affection
to throw my way.

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Suddenly all made
sense to me.
Your forced
solitude and my eternal
waiting.
My constant blundering
and your vacant
promises.
Your illusive self and
my elusive answers.

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Funny how I once
cried thinking
of all this love I had
for you still
stuck in my veins
but now
I simply let the residue
linger like the faint
smell of smoke
from afar.