Cold hastiness
The destruction of hope
By careless words
Words unspoken,
Written electronically
Damages all future that could have been dreamt of
These careless, non spoken words
As if to a machine with no feelings
Never even hesitating to think,
Pressing the send button
You cannot retrieve the cold notes
I felt the pangs at once
Now you ask me what’s wrong?
Are you so callous and obtuse
So drowned in your own loss
That you forget the Living with feelings
Are you so caught up in your own business
Your own responsibilities
That you realise, you cannot handle more
I am in need of security and sustenance
Not to be allocated when your time determines it
I have realised that I am a fool
A dreamer
A mismatched Earthly pair with a soul bond
A crisis for one so sensitive
So astute and easily hurt
I dare say, this is enough
Enough time to know
Enough time waiting
Because for what am I waiting for?
When firstly, there is no plan
No intention
And next, there has not been a proposal
So, hearken these words
I shall not be waiting
I shall not be in pause
I shall not stop my life
Nor shall I stop my breath
For a mere sprinkle of your attention
I am worth much more than that
I need a wondrous amount of love
For I have much more to give
In time all heals
Life shall have renewed vigour, once again.
~Lorraine Nur~
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