There Was A Time, Of That I am Sure

There was a time
I would awaken to a cry:
Get up, get up
I miss you
Why aren’t you awake ?

Weeks ago ?
A lifetime

There was a time
I would find a note in my box
every morning
You would tell me your thoughts
How you loved me
How you missed me
Days ago ?
A lifetime

There was a time
When what we had wasn’t –
as you call it now –
unrealistic

There was a time
I was loved by you

Of this I am sure !
I have your letters !
I can still taste your falling tears

But now
I am an afterthought
Even if you don’t intend to hurt
The pain is as real
You move from path to path
Eliminating things
that no longer matter
so much
to you
I am one of those
A complication,
our time second-hand, a place-holder ?

Raising my head
in pain
face to the moon
I howl like a lost dog
I am lost

I pull my hair
Rip my clothes
Rend my skin

Like a crazed man
I am crazed
Like a man alone
I am now alone

There was a time
I’d thought I had entered heaven
Now cast out

Alone
Crazed
Deeply sad

There was a time
When you loved me

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About teserak1

I am Noman
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