Alone again
A spring in my step
With a broad smile on my
face
I went to meet her
The depth of her smile
Like the warm sun on my
face
Would put me at ease
At our coffee shop
She was so late as usual
But I was relaxed
Always trusting her
I made a sugar pack heart
And waited for her
I looked at her eyes
And knew it was the last
time
Could I endure it?
Now I was on the
The sad road to destruction
And alone again
So sad!
ReplyDeleteThey say it's better to have loved and lost, but you describe so well that moment when one wonders if putting one's heart out there is such a good idea.
ReplyDeleteOh, Robin, and he had the heart-shaped bunch of sugars and everything. I hate when love lingers and then leaves. But I do love being in love, and today is Lex's and my 15th! So our sugar packets are in good order... Amy
ReplyDeleteYes..the sugar pack heart is an enduring image..the moment before the last moment is that harder than the moment after? If that makes sense..such a rich piece of work..
ReplyDeleteOh, heartbreak! Hopefully, this will make him stronger!
ReplyDeleteIt can seem unbearable but bear it we do.
ReplyDeleteand all the better for it...she was not your kind...at least that's what my mother told me.
ReplyDeleteIf she's going to break up with you, the least she could do is be on time.
ReplyDeleteThe romanticist in you was going on so beautifully and suddenly the death scene at the end!! Wonderful haiku narrating such a great tale!!
ReplyDeleteBeautifully romantic, old egg. A sad ending though.
ReplyDeletePamela
this is so sad
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