A second choice,
a backup plan –
like leftovers, still warm on your spoon,
but tasteless –
good only to keep your body alive,
surviving,
but
without any real passion,
that humanity craves so much
(that you crave so much!)
Thats all you get –
residue,
substitute of feelings.
You’ve been living off her love,
but there’s none left any more
for you,
just chucked-outside coldness
and pity feelings –
like trash of the riches.
I know you hurt all over
as if your skin is a reflection
of a bruised soul
and I watch you force yourself
to fall asleep like this –
by waking up with a headache,
that seems so soothing
in comparison.
She has done it.
Not on purpose, yet so effectively.
You left your life for her
and she returned to hers –
without you.
– Chatty Owl –
CHATTYOWL 
such a horrible feeling when reciprocation is no where to be found
My mind is mesmerized by your words as the cut deep into my soul. I love reading your work and find myself waiting for more… Bravo!
What a beautiful thing to say, thank you. As I said before, not sleeping evokes those type of writings. Maybe I should stop sleeping altogether? Haha.
Lovely post.
Have a great day my friend.
Soul.
Thanks. You too! (I can’t believe it’s only Tuesday, this week goes too slow..)
Oh owly….this is perfection.
You left your life for her
and she returned to hers –
without you.
This….right here….beyond powerful.
Also…above comment. I’m not the only one who wants u to write all the time 😉
Perfection is a strong word, honey 😉 thank you though… 🙂
Strong but true 😉
Rah! So good!! I love when you post! I hate how I can’t read ten per day!
Rah! Ten a day would be mind-numbing for others, ha ha. Thanks, I’ll take that as a compliment and put it in my pocket 😉
This is just oh my god so good. Your use of imagery is just stunning. As always, your work is such a pleasure to read
Thanks doll, glad you enjoy it! Sometimes my insomniac brain overheats, but im happy you approve of what I write! 🙂