Monsters
The same argument ensues everyday.
Starting with the blank canvas
it begs to be used in anyway
but what can I say that hasn't been said?
Like a vise around my mind words struggle to form
as if I never learned how to form a sound
let alone how to compose a sentence or phrase.
I'm stuck with my thoughts
all of which miss her.
I can't tell you how far we drifted apart
only how long I've searched for your companionship
all the while, you're sitting right next to me.
Your name brings back our plans for the future
the ones we made together.
I find myself bitter with you
because I changed our plans.
not you
although not completely blameless is she.
We transformed into the people we said
we would never become
Your heart still beats for others
only when it needs to appear that way.
What happened to our apartment?
never giving up on one another?
I know I lead an adult life,
but so did you at one point.
I still beared my soul to yours
now you invested all your time in activities.
morphing your soul in a way mine doesn't recognize.
That is not the girl I remember.
Your super girl
but at what cost
I miss the way things were,
when I could peer into your eyes
and talent and glamour were not the concern.
Happiness for the innocents was.
Monsters are we now, for growing into opposite paths.
I, a monster for leaving
You a monster for losing yourself
We vowed to be the change
Now we are two halves of a dead future
This page was meant to say the things I couldn't
But even writing is wrong
without her to proof it.
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