Love's Death

There comes a time when things Change...




People change, Even the weather Changes



In fact, so have I



It came in the Fall that the leaves transformed from their beautiful Green into A dark, weary Yellow & brown



In this time I was head over hills



I knew love for we spoke of love, BUT due to distance We never indulged in its bliss



Until the fall. I knew I was in love for though I had spoke of it before, i now I had love.



Every mornig I woke up in His arms. I fell asleep Safe & Content



Every time the sun rose I awakened to those dreamy eyes of Love.



We were inseparable. We ate together, Walked together, showered together, slept together, We even worked together…



Wherever I went, love was right there by my side..Encouraging me, hugging me, kissing me





Whenever there was adversity Love fought with me…He held my hand when I was down…assured me that things would get better…



We were Ideal.



BUT I guess we got too comfortable; for when the season changed & things became white, we turned COLD.



We argued a bit, we fell out A few times.



I thought we were through, you SAID you were THROUGH.



But somehow we survived the winter Storm and Landed back to the safety of our contentment.



We cuddled, we “boo-loved”, we were lazy, for the rest of the winter. ..You became my best friend again…



Then, in the spring when the leaves were alive again We Blossomed into something REAL.



We were authentic & the sublime times we shared validated the authenticity of our love.



There was no more “fairy tale” it was just routine…a good routine .

You were used to me, I was used to you.



Maybe we began to expect too much for we began to argue…then fight.



Maybe we were bored with routine. Maybe it wasn’t such a good thing after all.



I would provoke you, you would do the same.

I would cry, I would push, you would too.



I hit, you try to walk away, NOW im pissed….



I hit, you shove, I scratch, now you’re bruised…scratched.



I would get over it apparently, you couldn’t.



At times it bothered me, it terrified you.



So finally when the temperatures were sky high & the girls started wearing less clothing, yeu quit your full time job of a committed relationship…



I lost your attention. You came around but WE never did.

You said you still loved me, you refused to show it.



While your summer was consisting of sunny days and humid winds, mine was Bitter cold. Frigid. Lonely.



My heart was weak. Sorrow consumed me. I begged you to come back. You Refused. I promised I would Change. “No more fights, I won’t touch you…we Can work it out ” I pleaded…you wouldn’t listen.



I hurt…I was lost, you seemed fine



Finally, one mean, cruel hot day you said “we can try”…



Then SHE lied & fought against our renowned Love.



I held on, your love decreased. I refused to let go, you were confused.

It was a viscous battle between seasons. The hot summer days struggled with the blissful autumn nights.



Heartache vs. My fairy tale. Love vs. routine. Denial vs. Happiness



Right there at the end of August right in between Humidity and brown leaves love lost the battle.



It was a cruel war but it was over then…but we held on to love’s last breath..refusing to let go.



For four more seasons we fell asleep in each other’s arms. Made love. Hated Each other. Slept together. Cheated & lied with each other.



You left. I cried. You had her. I was mortified.



You came back. You left. I cried & now in the unpleasant Heat wave we’ve finally let go…



We let love die. Though it fought diligently for its life for an entire year…one day you unplugged the life support system… I cried.



Now, my summer is twice as dreadful, pregnant with Dismay & heartbreak.



I pray that One day Love will revive itself. It wont be the same love..not you and I, but me & another, you & she…



I pray that Love will spread it’s wings…maybe in the fall…maybe in the snowy winter or maybe four springs away…



But, for now, love all I can do is grieve your loss until the flowers bloom again& the rain falls & washes away my pain & my dreaded tears.



Oh love, were art thee? Why must you die? For now all I do is cry …wishing that you were still mine….