"Why do people fall in love,
And then leave?"
I heard a girl ask.
It wasn't about me.
It wasn't asked of me.
She didn't know I was aware.
It wasn't recent.
Hindsight is 20/20...
(A cliché ruined by 2020, btw)...
Looking back,
I feel less and less
Attached...
Examining the past
Like detailing a car...
Getting into
The nooks and crannies
Where the dirt
Likes to hide...
I see the reasons for things...
The motivations behind the actions...
And they are not
Always admitted...
Not always verbalized...
But I can hear them...
I can hear the whisperings
Of moments I should have
Held in the forefront
Instead of futilely
Attempting to opt for peace...
My voice
Trapped inside of me...
It's hard to give someone
An honest opinion
When someone is demanding
An honest opinion...
Raging at you...
Honesty doesn't always
Go over well...
It often
Makes explosive situations
Much, much worse...
But I know now
The disagreements we had
Were carbon copies
Of disagreements
She's had
With other lovers...
Earlier models...
"Why do people fall in love,
And then leave?"
That question she asked
Of a friend
About a psychological affair
She'd had...
She thought he was
"Falling in love" with her...
(Long-distance Messenger Romance)...
And then he stopped talking...
I think she didn't mind
The boy possibly being in love with her
In the slightest...
Despite our marriage,
Such as it was...
It "validated" her existence...
What she minded
Was that he took that love away
(From her perspective) ...
Ah! I get it now...
One of the many reasons
She would accuse me, falsely,
Of infidelity in thought or action...
There are more moments
Like this
That have to be cleansed...
But I know where the
Jealousy came from...
From her to me...
I know why
She accused me
So often...
Guilt is a bitch of a thing...
People often accuse others
Of the lust in their own soul...
The stains on their own conscience...
And I am feeling
Zero guilt...
Having been accused of things
That never happened...
I can definitely sleep at night...
The more I look back
The farther back
Everything gets...
It's clearer,
But it's smaller...
Just another diamond
Twinkling in the sky...
Easy enough
To lose in a galaxy of stars...
"Why do people fall in love?"
Is a better question...
Why do fools
Fall in love...
And then leave?"
I heard a girl ask.
It wasn't about me.
It wasn't asked of me.
She didn't know I was aware.
It wasn't recent.
Hindsight is 20/20...
(A cliché ruined by 2020, btw)...
Looking back,
I feel less and less
Attached...
Examining the past
Like detailing a car...
Getting into
The nooks and crannies
Where the dirt
Likes to hide...
I see the reasons for things...
The motivations behind the actions...
And they are not
Always admitted...
Not always verbalized...
But I can hear them...
I can hear the whisperings
Of moments I should have
Held in the forefront
Instead of futilely
Attempting to opt for peace...
My voice
Trapped inside of me...
It's hard to give someone
An honest opinion
When someone is demanding
An honest opinion...
Raging at you...
Honesty doesn't always
Go over well...
It often
Makes explosive situations
Much, much worse...
But I know now
The disagreements we had
Were carbon copies
Of disagreements
She's had
With other lovers...
Earlier models...
"Why do people fall in love,
And then leave?"
That question she asked
Of a friend
About a psychological affair
She'd had...
She thought he was
"Falling in love" with her...
(Long-distance Messenger Romance)...
And then he stopped talking...
I think she didn't mind
The boy possibly being in love with her
In the slightest...
Despite our marriage,
Such as it was...
It "validated" her existence...
What she minded
Was that he took that love away
(From her perspective) ...
Ah! I get it now...
One of the many reasons
She would accuse me, falsely,
Of infidelity in thought or action...
There are more moments
Like this
That have to be cleansed...
But I know where the
Jealousy came from...
From her to me...
I know why
She accused me
So often...
Guilt is a bitch of a thing...
People often accuse others
Of the lust in their own soul...
The stains on their own conscience...
And I am feeling
Zero guilt...
Having been accused of things
That never happened...
I can definitely sleep at night...
The more I look back
The farther back
Everything gets...
It's clearer,
But it's smaller...
Just another diamond
Twinkling in the sky...
Easy enough
To lose in a galaxy of stars...
"Why do people fall in love?"
Is a better question...
Why do fools
Fall in love...

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