Broken Promises

Her life was drifting away from her.  One too many times she had been led on by men promising love and only delivering lust.  She had developed a certain cynicism towards any man who showed interest in her.  They were all out for number one.

Then one day an ex wanted to rekindle what they had had.  Her hopes were high but held tightly in check.  He said he could stop by and see her and they would talk it out.  She waited and waited.  He never showed.  From that day on, she refused to ever again hope for love.

 

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

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Maybe

The space between us

Continues to grow

Silence threatens us

Every single night

The gap between us

Turns into a chasm

Fear constantly grows

Stronger within me

My will to fight

Dwindles to nothing

Maybe it’s already

Too late…

 

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

Right and Wrong

I am often at war with myself

Struggling between happy and sad

But now I am caught in a new battle

Between right and wrong

Is it wrong to want to be loved

Is it right to say I am lonely

Is it wrong to think of him

Is it right to think we are over

Is it wrong to hope for the future

Is it right to regret the past

So many questions with no answers

I sit and struggle with life and love

As the war rages on inside my heart and head

All I know is I never stopped loving him

And I feel like I don’t belong here anymore

 

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

Choices

If I had my choice

I would pick you

But you made that choice

And tore us apart

Before we even started

 

If I had my choice

I would pick you

Our friendship had been

Like a breath of fresh air

But you up and left

 

If I had my choice

I would pick you

You made me happy

And took away my pain

But you left anyway

 

My choice was you

To share eternity with

I picked you as my one

The only one I would love

But now I must choose again

 

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

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

Down and Out

The man sat down with a sigh and said to the bartender, “Give me a scotch on the rocks and don’t skimp on the scotch.”

The bartender poured the scotch over the glass of ice and said, “Bad day, mister?”

The man shifted in his seat and said, “I just lost the woman I love.  And it came out of left field.”

The bartender began wiping down the bar and asked, “No warning what so ever, eh?  That is rough.”

“I suppose looking back on it I could see she was unhappy, but I never thought it was me.”  The man downed his scotch and asked for another.  “I guess I can’t blame her for leaving.  I have been pretty distant,” the man said sipping on his new drink.

“Well I would take it easy on the scotch, booze is not the answer,” the bartender said as he watched the man finish his second drink.

“I just took her for granted,” the man said.  “She was always there, and I didn’t do anything to appreciate it.  I really messed up this time,” the man gestured with his empty glass again.

“This is the last one man, I will not over serve any one and you have been knocking them back fast,” the bartender said as he poured one more shot over the barely melted ice.

“That is ok, I need to figure out where I am going to stay tonight,” the man said with a sigh.  “To new beginnings,” he said and with a frown he held his glass up to no one.  “Cheers.”

 

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