How I Loved You

A Poem

Photo by Vasu Pendyala on Unsplash

the day has come and gone,
and i’m standing on my own —
as always, as always —
trying to puzzle you out

and you don’t make it easy,
you never made it easy,
and i wonder why i’m left
struggling to save face

i shouldn’t glance your way,
but you’re a siren call
when i’m standing on shore
and gulping up sorrows

are muses supposed to cause us pain?
if so, take mine away, dammit,
because he’s not what i thought
and i hate lingering on him so

here i sit, writing odes
that will never last
beyond the screen
to take flight

i thought you were a miracle,
and i thought you might want me too —
but that’s a fallacy, isn’t it,
just another pawn struck down?

the chess game doesn’t suit me,
and i tired of it long ago —
while you soothe others’ souls
and make mine an inferno