Lonely

Wanting to Undo It

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There once was a time

When your call to meet you

In a quiet private place

Meant a night of loving bliss.

 

There once was a place

Discrete

Satisfying

Where you discovered me

 

Now your call is cold

Dutifully I came to you

Bringing to you what you asked for

Only it wasn’t me you wanted

 

You wanted snacks- garbage

Satisfaction of a different addiction you have

I secretly wished it was like back then

When all you wanted was me

 

When I arrived, you watched as I unloaded the car

You didn't help or even greet me

Even though we hadn’t touched for days

I walked by feeling like a pack mule

 

Putting the groceries away

You started rifling through the bags

To find your treasures

Again.. It wasn’t me and I felt taken for granted

 

I ran a bath

But I left the door ajar a little

So you could come talk to me like you usually do

But you didn’t. I felt sad

 

I came out, clean and soft

You were asleep on the couch

I looked at you and wondered why you hadn’t showered

In anticipation of my arrival

 

I sat beside you

You got up.. And went to bed

Saying nothing

I felt hurt. You still hadn't even greeted me.

 

I sat there for a while wondering what I did wrong

Your breathing changed to deep sleep

So I crawled in bed beside you

You rolled your back to me

 

I laid there in the dark

Tears soaking my pillow

As you slept

I felt disconnected in every way

 

In the morning

I got up in the dark

And walked out

Alone.

Lonely.

Reviews

[Matthew Kult]

I have been there. So too often I found myself doing and doing only to be ignored and when I was touched, 2, 3 minutes tops. I wouldnt get mine. Then there would be times he would ask for head....and I hadn't even heard the orgasm or oral or hell a little finger play...I don't ask for much, but geez give me something. Sorry for the rant.

With Love,

Jaidyn

[china]

Wow, I can relate to this and what torture it was to be ignored and taken advantaged of. Well done on this one, lots of women can relate to this.

[elle june]

i have definitely been here and had this feeling. good job on the build up to the "tears soaking my pillow" and leaving us with the proper feeling of "alone. lonely."

[Anicca]

This nearly made me cry. Its horrid how time changes everything and suddenly people dont act towards you how they always have. It hurts like hell the first time but needless to say it will happen again and again and again and in time you will probably get used to it and it will become the norm. It was beautifully written, I felt every ounce of your pain.

[Magdelena]

A huge wow on this one. Oh my! This sounds like so many of us out there. The lovers with tear-stained eyes standing behind, always waiting.. Been there, did it, and so hated it. Your imagery was perfection! Brought tears to my eyes.

Mags xx

[Goodbye]

Your poem is one so many women (including me) can connect to. This seems to be unique to us - love growing cold, then the humiliating death knell of the relationship. You've captured that humiliation so, so well. Brava.

[Radad Ibn Nasir]

To keep it in is more painful then sharing, very appreciative of your fine art of description. Legit.

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a lovers lament - the silence is so painfully, I felt every emotion is this, this is heart tearing stuff..

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

this is so sad , so very sad love

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

distressing unstringing of something once beautiful thread by thread~ silence is the cruelest when one is left to wonder why? and what is happening?~