I remember me

me the way I used to be.

I blush

with embarrassed heat 

thinking of all the things I held true

only for you. 

I’m better

I’ve learned.

Holding it together

I step above the absurd.

Who are you?

What have you gained?

Will you allow yourself to feel the same?

Simply reach out

and refuse to be short changed. 

Seriously?

We’ve been apart twice as long as we were together in the first place.

Yet, you pace.

Your growth shunted.

You fall from grace,

out of place.

You’re emotionally stunted. 

Forget me

OR

Move on.

You deserve more for yourself, it’s time.

Forget the con.

Be bigger 

and better, than a pawn.

There’s still time to recreate your life, before the dawn.

it’s hard to see

the signs,

or read the minds

of those

left behind. 

They ache

make my insides quake

at the onset of starting over

and again.

Just see it through

and be wooed

by dawn

breaking anew.

the rhythm of my feet.

My heart beats

panting,

my stride extending.

Arms bend

reaching,

fists clenching.

Droplets of hard work

spilling,

my warm face flushed

exhilarating.

pales in comparison,

to the deafening silence in my head.

Do you think before you speak?

Do you imagine the impact of your words, as ignorance spills from your lips?

Stubborn self involvement tumbles with each syllable.

Your small mindedness

is poisonous.

And I refuse to drink,

as you speak before you think.

stuck in a rut.

A muddy muck

of soupy sayings

all said before,

but the word choice was poor.

Words Words Words

all too absurd.

Still sticking

thinking

blinking.

and pretty feet that don’t stink

an awkward talk begins.

A sunlit yard with questions abound,

answers overcome by air strip sounds.

What makes me tick?

My quirks.

Misogynistic Smurfs.