one moment of bliss

striving for unattainability

a single spark of reminiscence

struck by candlelight

utterly visible by the twilight

desiring nothing but the intimate

struggling to piece together all that went amiss

an endless state of wondering

pondering on what could have been

and how i can transform her hate

into a warm fantasy

clinging onto rose-tinted memories

i welcome the endless abyss with open arms

moving forward will do nothing for me

as i am a shell of a being without the past

unfurling my tears like a mast

longing for the uproar of sickening fate

as this infatuation is all that is left of me now

while i dream of her sudden interest in my presence

she has found a rebound man, a last minute plea

as my closest friend wishes to be rid of her piercing glare

i find comfort in the unnerving game that is played everyday

further into insanity i fall

willingly entrapped into her snare

deepening my already rooted obsession

and contradictorily wishing for love to not exist as such a burden