Doomed

I thought time apart was what we needed.

But I can see now that’s what you wanted.

Trying to talk is like trying to hold water in the palm of your hand,

Always a losing battle.

 

Its all you and no me.

While that’s how it always seemed.

My head is beginning to compete,

With my heart’s denial,

 

We are two stubborn heads.

The lightening and thunder of a storm,

You grab my attention and I grumble,

Just waiting on the storm to pass.

 

At least for a brief moment

Wasn’t there a happier time?

When we were unstoppable.

You made my heart go a flutter.

 

So what went wrong?

Was it my rose colored glasses?

Wanting something so bad,

It was doomed from first glance.

 

No.

It was us.

So take your time. 

I have spent all mine. 

 

~HonestLynne