“(lovelorn)”

by Freida R.

i thought there was something

in the way your eyes settled within mine

the false hope was a gift

but i’m glad it’s out of time

the hardest part of loving you

is this distance between us

cause although we remain in the same room

your gaze meets mine, not even once

i feel your presence

so wretchedly close to my soul, this day

it beautifully pains me so

i wish i could take away this role that you play

and the way you claimed a spot inside of my heart

when we were just kids who cared about things that didn’t matter

and the spot only grew warmer

as we grew up and our inceptive bond shattered

you said you wanted a love

that makes you drunk without the wine

and i stood right here trying to let you know

i was willing to give up on everything that was mine

but i gave you no reason to say yes

lived as a fool my entire life

i still wish you wouldn’t have said no

for all i wanted was to be your ride or die

love is an ocean

one where the waves keep approaching and leaving

love is an illusion

something the human race made up, to cure oneself of the timely grieving

so what if love is a fantasy novel or an impossible drama?

I still hold what I have for you, next to my heart

and sadness kisses me goodnight in lingering memories of you,

you, an embodiment of love, nothing less than art.