I find myself holding on to this pen
Writing emotions that were left unsaid
Pouring from a heart that was left for dead…
And yet it still beats.
Although it’s inspired by you
The one who sent my heart to the moon
You’ve become the most painful muse…
You took the life you gave to me.
What felt too real to conceal
You kept locked up and sealed
Keeping me close enough to love you…
But did you love me?
Your ambiguity and my certainty
Were fixated on each other
We were lost in plain sight…
Somehow meant for one another.
Bitter-sweet how in defeat
My heart found the strength to keep loving you
A love so simple…
But complicated by you.
It was lost the moment it was found
Drained to emptiness when most profound
I shouldn’t even wonder….
If you ever loved me.
Some questions should not be asked
I know the answer behind that beautiful mask
Even if it was real at the moment…
It wasn’t guaranteed to last.
-ChristinaDelCarmen