UNREQUITED


A request from Thea Unson.


A look in the mirror.
A tick on the clock.
A vast speculation of a we.
Believing the mirages that
Bicker with my thoughts
Blamelessly, but who am I to blame?
Breezes of hope keep me wanting.
Can’t you see a little of me?
Commiserate the thought of we.
Conclusions never concluded
Corrupt my thinking of us.
Delusions, delusions.
Doubtful confusions and
Drowning misinterpretations of an intimate smile.
Elevate my faith on my
Expectations of flowers on my doorstep and the
Failures of your many tries.
Giving and giving, taking invisibility and
Greetings of imaginary hugs.
Hold my hand, just this once.
Hold my smile, my entirety, my chain of thoughts.
Hundreds and
Infinite millions are the souls we find.
Just this once, let me be found.
Just this one time, find me.
Keeping you in my vision I ponder on how I could
Keep you.
Laces on my shoes with your inked name.
Lonely slumbers with my pillow of you.
Lotuses for breakfast to make me forget my
Love for you.
Might I say this might is a
Maybe? This
Might turned maybe could it turn to a
May?
No. I know.
Obscure are my thoughts becoming, due to your
Oblivious heart.
Once I have deemed the idea of we.
Optimism will not save what’s left of me.
Paisley patterned was my adoration for you.
Palettes of colors, the love I could have offered you.
Quilts with patched pieces,
Quirky and wild.
Quickly I imagine you snoring under the sheets.
Quixotic soul and being, I have learned to attain.
Ridiculous, is what I am.
Rogue and deceiving this heart I possess.
Simply be conscious.
Simply consider me.
Simply dream of we.
The breakfast we’ll eat.
The dares we’ll do.
The flowers we’ll grow so vibrant in our garden.
The hogging of blankets on a cold night.
The jitterbug we’ll dance to and
The light we will illuminate together.
Understand that I just want you to look and
Value me for I’m on the
Verge of giving up.
Walk me home, just this once.
Weary am I becoming.
X marks the spot on my heart.
Yearn fir the treasure hunt.
You must uncover the depths of
You to find me.
Zeal will not aid you.
Zero o’clock on the tick of the clock.

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1 comments:

  1. "Mirage"

    You know very well who I am.
    I sent you an email.
    Thanking you in anticipation.

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