By drooplines
As she sauntered in with another man,
I thought he’d escorted her here to have fun.
She was Martha my lover,
But I was not sure if I had her.
The long quarantined months
Guaranteed a strained relationship
I thought we sailed in the same ship.
But through the turbulence,
Through the storm many ships have wrestled with,
Ours never grew still.
But my love and adoration for her no one could steal.
The ship?
Unknown to me, the year began with friendship
Casual behind the screens
But it wasn’t until I had to meet her after the long months apart
We were to rendezvous at a club.
I had my anticipations tucked beneath my belt
Then that,
Her walking in cozy with another man!
I won’t talk of the shattered heart, it is inevitable.
My ego was bruised
My breathe a captive to their closeness…
A few days ago
A wind had whispered in my ear
That this would be my year.
That I’d make us happier
But all I felt right now was angrier
That I had lost the fight
To her “just a friend.”
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