Sta.sh
I fell asleep
to dream of him,
But I don’t think I can
anymore.
Words of love and tragedy are
empty
And Romeo and Juliet
means nothing now.
Not even pity for the starcross’d lovers falls
from my bemused heart.
I realise I have tried to woo him
Through love expressed over and over
With different rhymes and different words.
All futile attempts
In his oblivious world.
- Laughter
- Long talks
- Foolishly changing
- Being myself
- Even denial
All tried,
All failed.
Seemingly numb now
To him,
His smile,
His cruel mockery.
It’s dead, my heart,
But not yet buried.
And I live on, frozen.
If my soul thaws I hope it’s for
someone
Who’ll actually care, this time.
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