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Soul mates | Confessions of a Stoic [confession 2] by Stephen A. Dantes

 

He fell in ‘love’ with me,
Well, so he said to friends softly,
Now, he says he admires who I used to be
And loved what I did to he,
He says I stopped being me
And that I walked away loose and free,
Says I took away my heart from we
And I changed completely
Said somewhere in between he and me,
We lacked clarity, and transparency

 

Be it for a man to lessen reality
And to blame his flaws on destiny
See, I love him for what he showed to me
And loved him still when he showed differently
But I’m human, not three times a lady
And my heart is not a trampoline
And he no baby,
Just like my love is not a fantasy
And my tales carry no fairy
See, I loved him and I did unconditionally

 

I took down my walls and windows
To make me available and free
I right my wrongs and sang new songs
Just to make us a possibility
But foolish me thought his love was true
So I dove in, once more, wholeheartedly
Ok, so maybe there was history before he
And maybe my personality had wronged me
But I loved him for his embrace of me
And I tried hard to change, for we

 

Change did come sometime lately
And we did make some great a memory
And he did at times showed that he loved me
When conditions were right, and I appeared lovely,
But to him I was just an option, see
I could tell he had one too many to choose from
And I ranked somewhere at the bottom to he,
He shunned me, yet professed to love me completely
And claimed to have devoted entirely to us, to me,
To the beauty he saw when my eyes were lonely

 

Actions tell the story differently
Far from his twisted reality
He never accepted me for me
And stupidly, it took me too long to see
He never wanted truth from me, like he did a voice
And he never needed love from me, since he had a choice
I was left here to question probability
Left to grovel and hurt when I needed care desperately
And as loneliness grew colder and deadly
My heart grew heavy, too weak to love he

 

I stayed as far as my love could have taken me
I watched as he did all he wanted, but love me
And it hurt that all I ever asked was to be loved, see
I didn’t want to impose or burden he,
So I asked for small things only,
Like a phonecall, some consideration, some time with me
But it was always too much to ask, even when I needed it badly
Now that I’ve grown silent, he talks like he wants me
I tried so hard for us to be cause I loved him deeply
But his eyes were never on me, I was the only one he could not see

 

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COMMENTS CLOSED

Lisa  (August 2011):  i love the woman’s response i know where she’s coming from, love you for who you were great work

Chrycee  (June 2011): I must admit, I was completely taken with the woman’s response. As a woman myself personally identified with her words…
I was caught with the part bout she merely being a choice and so he didn’t really need her love, and also bout her staying where her love could allow her.
Great stuff! Not only interesting but deep and real. I look forward to reading the guy’s response to this part.

Brea  (June 2011):  Can’t wait for the next one. This makes for an interesting read. Many people can relate, including me.

Alley  (June 2011): I was the only one he could not see… that was all the response you needed Stephen. punchline…killerline… explains it all to me.lol

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