"Elusive Possession" The blank eyes of yesterday float unceasingly, Joining irresolutely with the faint chablis blush Of a tomorrow,existing in simple contrast To all that had ever been, all that will ever be. But,of course, you know this as well as I,and Although I shall forever be indebted with apologies, I'll never again spare a single contrition for you; You who are so willing to trade betrayal for vengeance, In a never-ending cycle Where I am nothing But the outlet for your own insecurities; In a world where possession is considered Nine-tenths of all that is, No space remains for love, for betrayal, Especially between those to whom The ideals cannot be separated. I do not wound you to ranson my own regrets, I do not love you in compensation for anything else Existing in elusive understanding. Some games can only be won By those who refuse to acknowledge the rules.
Reason for writing:
Yet another cynical reflection on love,relationships,and the personal experiences that leave me a bitter and mistrustful person. :-) It's a comedic piece. *lol*
Birth sign: Capricorn
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