Just Simple Little Cruelties : Perspective (7)

How come I never saw?

I guess it’s hard to draw

Out reality

From the grip of love, that twin of insanity.

So easy to tell now, in this tomorrow,

The truth of all those moments I felt so low

For questioning that little smile at the end of your words

For momentarily trusting the tremors in my heart’s trembling chords.

It’s no wonder I hate me sometimes,

As I remember those terrible whiles,

Since it was I who helped you

Build that dream of you.

I should have realized when you carved

‘I love you’, the simple words I craved,

So close to the waves spat by the deep blue

On loose sand, your ease should have been a clue;

Should have known someday we would be a past,

That we wouldn’t last.

Yet,

Deep down in my gut,

Even after all the mess on our little journey we met,

I know I still won’t accept even if I could get

A chance to lose that thing which made me trust

On a flimsy dream that is far more than lust.