I
don't want to be stuck on you
I
don't want to be thinking about you every day
Wondering
about your happiness
Your
state of mind, what you’re feeling
I
don't want to be distracted, diverged, deluded or deceived
I can
no longer trust being enchanted to the point of vulnerable
I
know I am
Thin
skinned
Naive
All
the flattery of the potential fool
Who
wants romance to be a good thing
Not
a joke waiting for a punch line
That
reveals a poorly thought out plan
Why
should I care how you eat popcorn?
What
value is it pretending to watch you pass the foot of the bed
with me thinking an angel was present?
with me thinking an angel was present?
Why
is the heart such a callous task master?
Or
is it heart at all?
Dare
I embrace, a benevolent God who gracefully sends help
In
my letting go misconstrued ideals
About
worthy
About
deserving
About
anything I've chosen to claim as 'real'?
Once
more I am taught the subtle character of nature
Change
is slight
A
soft whisper
An
inevitable, unmistakable invite
As
my senses trigger klaxon
It
is not danger whose alarm is sounding
But
attention to be care full.
So
for you, these prose...these butterflies of words
Gently,
colorfully, delicately
Paint
a gratitude to heaven's messenger
For
your visits
And
here you thought you were just another Badalona girl.
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