All that time
Now gone
To waste
Next time
I'll tell you
With infinite haste
Clear From The Off
Love’s young dream
This is not
Nor is it
A fairy tale
It’s a bunk up,
Of sorts,
Fuelled by lust,
Of course,
Along with a few yards of ale
In Ruins
I gave you every
Piece of me
Acted like
A woman posessed
And yet
You squandered
Everything
Until there
Was nothing left
Mutual Culpability
It doesn’t matter
Who was right
Or who
Was fucking wrong
We both did
The worst
And equally
Got hurt
By stringing
Each other along
Half-hearted
You could try
A little harder
He said
And not be afraid
To commit
Why would I
Even bother
She said
When your heart’s
Not even in it
I Think I Love You
This should’ve been
About convenience
And not a true
Affair of the heart
But when you tell me lies
To my total surprise
It completely
Tears me apart
Fickle
You can pull
Out all the stops
Call on every ploy
And device
But whatever the spiel
They will never feel
Exactly the same way,
Twice
Tapping Out
That’s it
I’m done
I have had
Enough
There is no
More smooth
To soften
The rough
And I know
That I seem
Pretty hardy
And tough
But trust me
I’m made
Of nothing like
The stuff
Poking The Bear
Now you’ve upped
And left me
Breaking my heart
Again
I wish you nothing
But cruelty,
Emotional torture
And pain
The Endless Search
If I could turn
Back the clock
I’d say yes
To that walk
If only the sands
Of time would stop
I’d stay awhile
And talk
But for a return
Through time and space
There is no point
In wishing
If wherever I’d go
Whatever the place
You will still
Be missing
Xxx
Taking A Number
I actually believed it
When you said
“I love you”
But little
Did I realise
I was at the back
Of the queue
The Wrong Tree
It’s nice to see
How you are with me
Is in no way chauvinistic
But as for your chance
When it comes to romance
I wouldn’t be too optimistic
“In The Next Life, Steven”
If only times
Were different
Then our lives
Could truly flourish
But as it is
This life is shit
With love like ours
Not encouraged
Condemned To Repeating It
I must not
Have learned
From my last mistake
As I gave him
My heart
On a plate
Second Chance
Come back
Tomorrow
And try again
For I need
A lover
Not just a friend
Spoons
It’s only now
On this
Winters night
That I wish
You were here
By my side
It Takes A Village
Keep your friends
Around
And your family
Close
As you never
Know when
You'll be left
Alone
Take Note
If what you say
Proves to be true
Then I will give
Myself to you
But if what you say
Proves to be false
Then I’ll rip you apart
Without remorse
Living With You
All that
Worry
And constant
Stress
Never made
Me love you
Any less
Xxx
A Plague O’Both Our Houses
Like eager young lovers
We were star-crossed
In paradise, it seemed
But at what cost?
“I’ll Sleep Next Door”
As I lie here
Watching
Him snore
I can’t help
But feel
I’ve been here
Before
Digging My Own Hole
After all
The effort
I put in
You’d think
I’d learn
To enjoy it
But I know
Before long
I’ll start
To feel wronged
And then
I’ll just fucking
Destroy it
The Breakthrough
Reflecting on
Our last
Little
Tête-à-tête
I feel like
I’ve won,
Finally
As this time
I cared
Far less
About you
Than you
Have ever
Cared about me
Bait And Switch
I didn’t believe in love
She said
Until my head
Was turned
Then I realised
How right I was
When I got
My fingers burned
Ghosted
Knowing
We’ll never
Meet again
Isn’t even
The worst
It’s more the fact
You never called back
That really
Fucking hurts
It’s Inevitable I’m Afraid
Even if
You love me now
There’s no way
That it can last
For I know my luck
And I’ll fuck it up
Losing all
That we have amassed
As Long As You Know
If I could love anyone
She said
Then it would be you
But what’s inside me now
Is broken
And there is nothing
I can do
The Rough Vs The Smooth
I’ve often wondered
Over the years
If I had never met
The barbarian
What my life
Would have been like
Had I slept
With the librarian
(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)
High School English Teachers
I remember everything about you
Your cardigan, glasses and quiff
If you weren’t so much older
Maybe I’d have been bolder
And asked you out forthwith
(Originally Posted 19.08.2022)
Last Chance
Despite my protests
to the contrary,
it has always
been you.
Why not
meet me
at the library,
and I’ll make
your dreams
come true.
(Originally Posted 19.08.2019)
Under Pressure
I need time
To think it through
She said
It’s not that cut
And dried
Well you need
To hurry up
He said
As time’s not on
Our side
Sitting Tight
When I see you love
So lazily
It makes me think
There’s hope for me
To steal him away
Soon
At Daggers Drawn
As another sun sets
On our argument
My stomach
Is still in bits
Because of all the things
We could’ve been
I never thought
That we’d be this
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