Looking for Love

I guess she be on her way, a way to another day.

Bed lies before her, a long hard day behind her.

She just broke up with me, left me.

Left me behind, like a bad day.

Not another word, not even goodbye.

She just stopped calling, stopped coming over.

No explanation, no story, no goodbye.

No “so long, so nice to know you,”

No “its not your fault, it just me,”

No “you rotten, selfish, rotten sun-of-a-bitch”!

Leaving me to wonder what went wrong.

Now, less and less she comes to mind

As I lay my head down at the end of the day.

But still sometimes I wonder, it seemed all good,

Spending time and doing things,

But obviously there were things I missed.

I fear in my mind it was no commitment

No commitment for a future together

That led her to leave my bed.

But to leave with no word

Not even a sigh of regret

Or one of relief

Leaves me to wonder, what went wrong.

Ah, being in love with love

Makes for a hard road to walk

For love is ideal

And relations are real.

Infatuation!

Now that is a burning reality!

A hot burning fire

That consumes every though.

But as the fire roars down

To its ember, infatuation ends.

And if love is not born

Then the relationship dies.

Cold and dreary are

The dead desires

Of a burnt out

Relationship

Leaving the jilted lover

An empty husk

A form with no depths,

Filled only with memories,

Memories that lighted the fires.

The burning fires of desires

Desires to find true love

Loving the ideal love.

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