A Place

 

I walked into a place

It was beautiful and breezy and held no threats

It was different from the places I had been- Hope, Positivity, Expectation

It was different yet familiar

I had been here before through someone else’s heart

She laughed once, she loved, she hoped

She glowed and it was easy to desire what she was

To want to be where she stood, to long for what she had

Then without notice, the light dimmed

With no warning it went out

And we were left standing in the dark

And somehow it feels like I wasn’t there when it went out

The thin line between reality and pretence blurred

She had become tired; she had forgot someone was watching

Waiting for the light in her eyes to come back on

Waiting for the ‘well clad’ red lips to curve into a wide genuine smile

Waiting for the almost perfectly carved eyebrow to shoot up in total amazement

What happened?

I looked up and about and I was alone

She had left me alone.

She had nothing to show me so she drifted away when I looked at the ground for a second

So I chased shadows

Shadows that led me to Cynicism Avenue

I glide through the streets and corners

I know some of the neighbors- Bitterness, Anger, Resentment, Sarcasm, and Pride

I don’t take offers to give any form of explanation for where I’m coming from

I have no scars to show, I’m skilled at concealing

I’ve been here before

It’s really comfortable here and I’m beginning to like it.