Untitled Love Poem #2

I thought I was done.
No more words
no more sorrow
no more hitch of breath
when these memories cross my mind.
Brokenhearted
sadness tinged remembrances
viewed through reality
knowing what was coming
knowing how it would end
bittersweet
yet I would do it
all over again.
Settling over me
mist of time
recalling moments
magic
small tear escaping
our good times
were so damn good
we fit together.
The ending
volcanic catastrophe
numbing my soul
numbing my affections
turning us daft.
Regret nothing
I do not.
Wait…..
I do have regret
nothing to do with you
to do with myself….
I regret my panic.
I regret my decision to stay.
I regret believing you 
as you told me it would be fine.
I do not regret
our love
our time
for what you gave to me
what you taught me
are lessons
no one else could have.
You built my confidence.
You built my art.
You built my belief in me.
You pushed me 
made me more myself.
Always will I love you
even as 
we do part.
©May 18/19
Picture via Pinterest found for me by The Eclectic Contrarian

Learning to Live

Tears
cold
desperate
trace a route
over gaunted cheeks
blooded lips
as I stare in the window
picture a scene
of warmth
of love
one I have been left out of.
I thought…..
silly woman that I am…..
feelings ran true
through you
only to discover that the lies you spoke
broken promises made
a habit of which you cannot be broke.
Silken words
wrapped like ribbons around my heart
tugging
pulling
opening me up
to pain
to dismay
to disgust with myself.
Watching
sadness
your attempt to appease your guilt
drink away
smoke away
you know
in your heart
that you have done me wrong.
Even were you to whisper I am sorry
were you to gather me in your arms
coming back
no longer an option.
I have learned to live without you.
March 1/19