i know

Felicity

so yes,i knew what you wanted
back then in innocence
we sorted it all out
and made plans
built on the dreams of lovers
suited to a tee
and able to speak with eyes
what held you back
was the bitter reality
of what everyone else would think
i find that intriguing
as you say that doesn't matter
yet as hypocritical as you are
you still kept trying
to convince me we are right
without evidence
or even a rose on my birthday

you waited until i had a home
i never knew of yours
though you promised we'd live there
you asked to be in my world
with me never asking to be in yours
that is how much i love thee
with a depth beyond words
beyond pettiness and jealousy
you belong to the world
and i never laid claim

then i saw her eyes and her ponytail
it was then i knew
you were trapped on the stairs
in your own prison
of false beliefs and fake smiles
it gives me great pleasure
to remember how she
displayed her shallow beauty
and then cheated on you

my love is private
intimate and devoted
the way real love is

so yes,i gave you what you wanted
inspiration and excitement
rolling slightly over the edge
of what's acceptable
and you said i made you feel
something
and that we could talk forever
someday
when the time is right
but you're not talking anymore
or are you?

third person nightmare
or mystical magical muse?

sevensins

nice poem Felicity. Your posts never fail to hold my atention to the end.