Absidia Reversal Of A Broken Hearted
Your face fades with age
but all details are snowbound in my heart.
Your soft fingertips slit my wrists,
the scars remain as a memory of sweet days.
Your blood circulated in my veins,
now coagulate at the focus of affection,
causing cardiac arrest.
At a stroke all hope was dashed
and brought me down to my knees.
Following affected actions were
imagined fallacies to cling to you,
reversal of a broken-hearted.
You made up your mind without me noticing,
letting me reproach myself for enjoying love the silent way,
hardly giving you the chance to see my true emotions,
I ought to be ashamed for letting you fall,
please forgive me!
