Detatched

I did

What you wanted

I took you

To the brink

But you

Should know

That down below

I never

Felt a thing

Not Even In Death

Whenever I think

It might be time

To call

And apologise first

I remember how

You watched me struggle

And decided

To make it worse

Too Big A Jump

Why don’t you just start small

He said

Take baby step, or two

Because to act like I’m over him

She said

Couldn’t be further from the truth

Late To The Party

If only you

Would ask me now

Instead

Of way back when

Because I’d say yes

And strongly suggest

That we stay anything

But friends

Emergency Exits

Thinking back

To that night

A split decision

And your plane

Took flight

If I’d known then

What I do now

I’d have grabbed

Your hand

And never

Let go

Netflix and (Actually) Chill

Please don’t think

That I’m not keen

Being intentionally rude

Or deliberately mean

I’m just not in the mood

To give you head

And I’d rather we watch

This box set instead

Back At The Fintry Inn

I’m not that girl

You used to know

I killed her off

Many moons ago

Now close your mouth

And dry your eyes

As life isn’t all beer

And scampi fries

The Gradual Loss

It seems

The inevitable

Has happened

And I have finally

Gone mad

As I’m starting

To forget

The good things

Instead

Of just the bad

Dragging It Out

Another hour

Another day

Wishing I didn’t

Feel this way

Another second

Another minute

Life sure is shit

Without you in it

Xxx

“Mine, Yours and The Truth”

When you said

I should leave

I did what

You asked me to do

I used that day

To run away

From everything

I knew

All those years

You took the blame

For me pressing

Self destruct

When, in truth,

It was just an excuse

That I used

To get fucked

Daddy Issues

Now I know

Why you left

Time

And time again

It wasn’t because

I wasn’t enough

You just couldn’t

Stand the pain

The Unknowable

Sometimes I wonder

If you were asked

What it is

You’d say

About me

Would you describe

All that time

We spent

Together

As happy?

See If You Like It

You’d think

That after

All this time

You’d know

What you did wrong

How you hurt me

So viciously

By stringing

Me along

But it seems

All that

Is lost on you

From what I’ve heard

You share

So I’ll care not a jot

In telling you to fuck off

And just leave you

Hanging there

Fleeting

If you get

A chance

Of happiness

You should grab it

With both hands

Take it from one

Whose time

Has gone

And so completely

Understands

All You Deserve

Perhaps it’s time

I move on

And forget

The things you did 

It most likely wouldn’t

Take me long

To find reasons

To forgive

But there’s still a hold

On my heart

That stops me picking

Up the phone

A feeling I’ve had

From the start

Something I

Have always known

That’s even if

I was forthcoming

I’d get fuck all

In return

So, for now

I’ll just say nothing

While the fires

Around you burn

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

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

A Fair Fight

I’m glad

You’re feeling better

And that

You’re doing well

As maybe now

I’ll have the pleasure

Of meeting you

In hell

Wish Me Luck

My bags are packed

I’m ready to go

Now all I need

Is for you to show

Me where I can get

One for the road

Into The Night

Just kick back

And drink with me

There’s no need

To be so reserved 

As for tying up loose ends

And toasting old friends

We’ve got all the time 

In the world

(Inspired by a writing prompt offered by Michael at https://afterwards.blog)

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