Love, Unrequited IX

Frank was on to something

Unrequited love, a one man cult

Brainwashed from false promises

An idol of ice under scorched reality

It’s harsh by nature, Abrupt

You showed me that

In the way only you could

I Rebuilt you

You left me, Fragmented

Spit me out like a crinkled buck

For that I thank and forgive

The blight in my chest

Your exhaustive motive

I’ll carry it always, a relic

Of pride and naivety

I don’t harbor bitterness

It passed

The Rigor Mortis in my brain subsided

Sweet release

You’ll walk your walk

I won’t talk the talk

I’ll skip our memories

Along the waters of what could’ve been

But it’ll sink, eventually

A slow descent

Caving under the weight of its own purpose

Until it reaches its final resting place

Atop the grimy sediment that is truth and reality

And I’m okay with that

That’s where our journey ends

Now it’s time to walk away

Back up the pier of what lies ahead, a future

This time I don’t think I’ll look back

Not because you won’t

But because I don’t want to