Laying lonely
her hand touches
the cold emptiness
next to her in bed
the one she chose
chooses himself now and
leaves her waiting
while the one who
tried to choose her
deals with his own cold and lonely places
in his hands he watches
the magic glass
looking at old reflections
waiting for the next
flutter of light to
show him her face
her beauty drawing him back
even though the pain
borders on unbearable
he still feels the parts
she hides away from
everyone else
knows the value her choice
could never understand
he waits and watches
the shining mirror
brings other faces
sends his out to the world
he releases himself in words
written about and for her
out
into the energy of the world
his sadness calls out
the emptiness echos
into the collective consciousness
frequencies that resonate
with similar souls
dejection still sits on him
broken parts of his heart
find bits of hope
in the familiarity of others
who have also lain in pieces
torn, the dysphoria caused
by loves desire to hold on
to help
to show unconditional care
fighting
with cracked parts who
want to cause hurt and see
the same internal bleeding
needing rescue
needing the love given
that was taken and unreturned
the imager held
shows other hearts
with the same lost craving
and they find solace
together
his core still rattled
grows slowly stronger
daily
his head still shakes
over the empty side of her mattress
some days it seems he
will always have her hearts in mind
others darkness overflows
and anger bleeds out
connection probably
will never be a possibility
he is sure she expects
more
in the view through
he watches affection given
and moves further away
knows the new he’s found
is worth
not letting this shake it
reluctantly still
he closes the window on her world
and opens the door
to something new…
MindfulSage 