FAREWELL

I would ask you to stay with me,
But you are you, I am me,
It's easy to see.
In love,
Yet it was never the key,
To the issues that made us leave.

Still, it feels wrong,
To walk away from a place I feel I belong,
To give up a love that was strong,
To fall back into a sad song,
The melody of which takes the beat off my heart.

You said we should stay apart,
I had time to find another love,
Maybe two or three loves,
Get hitched, get my happy ending.
You were just being you,
The selfless man I already knew,
The selfless man I had come to love.
I heard the reason in your words,
I saw the resignation in the effect they had on me,
On us.
Well, guess it's true what they say,
You can't have everything,
Not even something as rare as love.
For it sure is rare,
This kind of love that we share,
That will forever be there.

These words make me believe that it's true,
These words that make me so blue,
It is done,
You and me,
But our love I will keep,
Hopefully as a constant reminder that love can be good.
So here and now I say my goodbye,
May it be the end signifying a brighter start.

Love never enough

Your love was never enough,
It was sometimes hiding,
Most times looking back,
Occasionally too fast in the sack!
Darling, what were you running from most times? The past? The present?
You said you loved me completely,
Was this a bluff?

Your love was never enough,
It was half full,
Almost beautiful.
It swayed like a ship in the middle of a storm,
So fierce I wanted to run,
But then the storm would die,
Your kisses reassuring my trembling heart,
Yet, it wasn't enough.

Did you lie?
Every time you professed your love?
See, I was sure you were the one,
Until our love was over and done,
Then I doubted.

Yes, your love was never enough,
It never did climax,
Still I waited on the edge,
I still wait,
Knowing that the book of love is never wrong.

Your love was never enough,
But is my love enough for the both of us?
Tell me, is it?
Is it going to bring us back as one?
Say yes if you may,
For I wish that things had stayed the same,
You and I,
In love,
Yours shaky,
Mine complete.

The independent woman

The independent woman strives,
To win a race where only man thrives.
She fears not,
She surrenders not!
She is fearless,
As any lioness,
Out on a hunt.

Yes, she is a lioness,
Lonely with massive toughness.
She has learned not to rely no a man's help,
She has mastered to take the pain without a single yelp.
She is the picture of a rock through harsh weathers,
She has the scars,
Still she's not broken.
She stands tall and hurt,
Ready for the next battle.

The independent woman is hard,
She is cold when she has to be,
She is soft to the touch,
Like a cushion of a million feathers,
Few know this,
And when she weeps,
She is as quiet as a grave.

You might pity the independent woman,
She looks forlon most times,
Too ambitious to fit in today's society,
Too cold to have a heart,
Too independent to find a man!
She is the epitome of  sophistication,
With a touch of bitchy and self indignation.

You might admire her,
For her perfect image,
Her unwavering stature,
The wisdom her scars portray,
Her steely eyes that never betray.
She has the swagger of one who cannot be intimated,
Her aura of mystery draws you to her,
She frightens you yet you desire her,
You dream of sucking ice cubes,
You fantasize of being submissive,
Letting the controlling woman have power over you.

The independent woman is a layer of unfathomable depth,
Every layer you uncover triggers curiosity to dig deeper,
For she is a very deep woman,
And just like a witches pot,
You fall under her spell when you look into her.