Monday, July 04, 2005

regret

Looking out,
the pink sky
covers the snow-dusted dirt;
hills scattered, uneven.

I'm different.
A sunrise and sunset have passed,
and all has changed.
I'm no longer the special
oddity
she fell in love with.

The ugly maleness
(that I must take responsibility for)
seeped out for a brief moment
last night,
She no longer sees me
in the same
pink light
I saw these hills
yesterday.

I've ruined that
spark,
connection.
Sickness fills my body
like cold water fills a warm glass.
I'm condensing
in front of her
and she sees it:
ugly and cold.

I cannot change what happened;
only continue
to love her
unconditionally,
naturally,
easily,
(as I did before).

4 comments:

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_Soulless_ said...

I'm no longer the special
oddity
she fell in love with.


The realization of one and the acceptance of the other... both difficult to muster, or deal with, at times. Sigh.

^_^

iamnasra said...

Sad but so touching

iamnasra said...

I had to read this again was so touchng

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