el amor que nunca fue

funny...

when i looked into your eyes

on that fateful day,

there was no hint 

of utter disaster.

the only thing 

which stood proud

 and prominent

seemed to be the promise

of  eternity.

but who is here

to care for me

when the hurt surrounds

like predators

waiting to devour 

any residue

that was left?

can i

roll over

 to the warm spot

that still whispers your name

and plead my case?

or must i

take solace

in the fact

that you once gave me

empty vouchers

for yesterday's love?

the tears

have turned bitter...

once the sole reminder

that kept remorse

from rotting

our memories.

but now that i see no use

in the redeeming value

brought on by thinking,

i gladly surrender

and give my sanity

to the wind.

for the truth

will always remain

stagnant

within the walls

of my soul.