look at me now.

Sunday 29 June 2014

no longer yours.

And if you have to ask about her day,
and state of health,
about her life,
all that she once would willingly,
tell you herself,
she is no longer yours.

And if you are left confuse,
with questions unanswered,
more questions to ask discovered,
with silence as the verdict,
whether it is a her or a him,
then you have lost both (him/her).


Does it bother you the day you realise you have to ask questions yourself, building conversations or there will be none? She no longer bothers for your attention or to lit up your mood, brighten up your day with good news of her achievements and compliments of and from everyone else. She no longer waits for you to come home or mind if you don't. And if you have to keep on asking when you never did before, you know your thoughts no longer have an affect on her. No longer your favourite well-known little girl. At one point you might get sick of what she's become, or maybe it is just your insecurities and fear of losing respect that you try to deny by getting mad at her for the faults she has never done. Does she shift awkwardly away and find reasons to not breathe the same air as you are at the moment? Avoids you with reasons unsaid as she pretends to be asleep or doing what seems way more significant than to spend time with you. It's not always a "she", it could be a "he" according to whoever that feels the same or notice such similarities. It's not the right thing or will it ever even fix, to regret over what you once did when you know how it would end and of what it would do.

Take a mirror and have a stare,
she is no longer yours.

-riri-

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