There are no words
for friendships
that turn into more
yet become something worse
than what was before
or either could afford

And now it hurts

realizing that it doesn’t work
or couldn’t be
had things been different
or more like imagined
if being human is imperfect,
then why shouldn’t we

keep it like it was

people say what they should
when they have to
and act like they care
when they are backed in
forced to make choices
or hear how bad it is

Something about torn hearts

and about being torn apart
chased into choosing
between
Loving and Losing
or settling for perceptions

while love rests on a wind

Playing miss them again
there are no mistakes,
just misdirections
so a disagreement is chance,
Kiss them again

and blame it on such youth

Truth is that love is ever lost
until it finds you
grieving is how it is approached,
until the time proves
that you never get over them

or you win through it,
what you lose

Distance speaks a language
and says what is right
makes sense in the morning
feels terrible during the night
and is crazy either way

because once in a lifetime
is a stupid game to play
where forever only happens
when you know no other way

and there are no words,
to explain it.

©2014 Cornelious “See” Flowers
@seethepoet