One month of tangled emotions
Knotted around confused yarn
Twisted back
Strewn forth
From your unanswered unknowingness;
Initial honeymoon sure lost its charm.
.
Once those sparks flew
Void of electricity,
Wanting
Affectionate gesture,
Immediately my presence
My interest
Felt no more than a displeasure.
.
Nonetheless you and I
Our meeting symbolic,
A purpose predestined-
Your acceptance
Your liberalism
Helped me face suffocating demons.
.
What’s this?
Out of a weeping abscess
I spy
A cryptic glass shard.
Lo! The cause of my pain
My stagnation;
One month denied of finesse and creation.
.
So I remove this shard gently
Ending my crippling paralysis.
Be gone broken glass.
Along with any emotions you left imprinted
On my vulnerable, romanticised heart.
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