Pain of Love I - 7. Good-bye

Bittersweet thoughts

Memories of words spoken

of moments shared

They seduce me with their sweetness

meandering through my mind

like a gently winding stream.

They damn me with their clarity

rushing through my head

like a ruthless raging river.

They torment me with their truth.

forcing me to suspect the hoplessness

of the dreams that still linger within them.

But I’m awakened as the silence shatters.

The expected word at last spoken aloud

as sharp and as deadly as a dagger

staining your lips with my blood.

Bitter thoughts, no longer sweet

Memories of words unspoken

of moments lost

They dredge the darkness from the depths of my soul

raising it to the surface

releasing it to blacken the light

They cut through my heart until all that is left

is an ache, dull as the eyes of the dead

but still as sharp as the edge of a blade.

They mock me with their knowing laughter

jeering at the confirmed hoplessness

of the dreams that no longer linger within them.