Matters of the Heart

Let’s keep it simple

No highfalutin words

No sugar coating

Just stripped down to the basics

Tell me the truth

A one-word answer

Yes or no

Do I still matter to you

 

I feel ignored

You barely touch me

You don’t show affections

Just a quick kiss hello and goodbye

Tell me straight out

A one-word answer

Yes or no

Do I still matter to you

 

You matter to me

But I will set you free

If you no longer

Want to be with me

 

Tell me the truth

A one-word answer

Yes or no

Do I still matter to you

Do I still matter at all

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – highfalutin

I Call Foul

If it was up to me

We’d need no referee

To divide our things

When to your love I cling

You want to walk out

So much that you shout

“It’s over, goodbye!”

Now I sit here and cry

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – referee

Is It The End

Our love is in jeopardy

The tenderness has slipped away

The passion left long ago

And the silence looms in the air

It is like walking on eggshells

Tiptoeing around land mines

Afraid to break our love down further

But once something is broken

It will never be the same

You and I are completely disconnected

It’s beyond not seeing eye to eye

To save us from more pain

We should just say goodbye

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – jeopardy

Inside

You tell me you are tired

But my nerves are fried

You tell me that you care

But that’s not what you share

 

You offer to be the one

But I feel like we’re done

You offer to stay for life

But all I see Is strife

 

Meanwhile I still ache inside

For a chance to feel that rush inside

That only can be felt inside

From a love that is true

 

You tell me your love is strong

But to me it feels all wrong

And you never stay near

Or touch me now my dear

 

Meanwhile I still ache inside

For a chance to feel that rush inside

That only can be felt inside

From a love that is true

 

Don’t miss me

Don’t chase me

Don’t hate me

…don’t you see it’s over

 

Meanwhile I still ache inside

For a chance to feel that rush inside

That can only be felt inside

From a love that is true

From a love that is new

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – meanwhile

At The End

Complication
Frustration
At the end of my rope
Your lies
And alibis
I just can’t cope
…
Goodbye
(Don’t cry)
I finally see some hope

The Path To Love

Patience –
Waiting for you
To be true
Leaving me blue

Hope –
Wishing for more
With your hand on the door
Me crying on the floor

Pain –
I continue to cry
Hurting to say goodbye
Aware you wouldn’t even try

Awakening –
Beginning to see it was best
Your love was in jest
My life regained zest

Love –
I began to look to me
For a feeling that was free
And filled me with glee

Shipwrecked

The ship lurched from one side to the other.

The storm had come up suddenly and

It caught us unaware, far from the shore.

The increased motion was making me ill,

Like the words you had just said.

You said it was over, you didn’t love me.

It felt like a slap in the face and

Mixed with the waves on the water

I felt the world was turning on me.

We would make our way back to shore

But would we ever make it back to us;

Or were we the shipwreck that night

That was brought down by the storm?

The End Of Us

Your bags are packed
The cab is on the way.
I follow your movements
Across the bedroom
As you double check,
Making sure you have everything.
The closet is hauntingly empty,
Drawers are opened and closed
With a hollow echo.
I know we agreed on this
But I hate to see us end.
As my heart breaks
You walk out the door,
Give your bags to the driver,
And then become the passenger
In the cab that will take you away.
I watch the taillights through tears.
It is sad how it could end so quietly.
A lifetime ends with a left turn signal
And the lights disappearing
Around the corner.

An Afterthought

Standing in the doorway

I had a sudden qualm

About what was to come.

Things have been strained

Between the two of us

And this talk would not help.

I feel second class

Or sometimes even lower –

Do I even matter to you?

I feel like an afterthought,

Only there when you remember me.

The rest of the time,

Just an object put in the corner.

I need to know if I matter –

If not,

I need the strength to ask,

Just let me go…

Final Curtain?

The curtains are a filter

For the harsh sunlight

Trying to block out the day

Block out the pain of last night

You lied

You broke your promise

You destroyed my hope

The sun may be shining

But my day is gloomy

Should I say goodbye

Is this the end

I shrink into my chair

Wanting to disappear

If only I knew answers

Instead of feeling only pain