Perhaps


Perhaps I am deceiving myself
thinking I'll just vanish
and never return begging and begging
for your unrequited love.

Perhaps I am trying to be decent
as a man shooed viciously
and shamed for his genuine love endeavours
mercilessly rebuffed and destroyed.

Perhaps I am battling an emotion
rooted tighter in the heart,
like roots are to trees,
An emotion that begets obsession
resulting in heartache, gloom and depression.

Perhaps I am motivating myself
to avoid standing with both my feet
on a hot ash as is like loving you,
the heart is pierced by multiple needles.

Perhaps, I, too, will develop amnesia
erase all the triumphant memories
we spent together, loving each other
before you altered me into a wounded former lover.

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