You sat
Miles away,
As the keys clicked
In their familiar pattern.
Words, void of emotion,
Flashed across the screen
As I sat in this dismal room
Thinking back on you.
You once were a light,
A chance to breathe innocence,
On a corrupt existence.
I sat staring at the blinking line,
Wondering what words,
What thoughts, I could say
Without exposing my desperation.
I wanted to tell you;
"I'm still in love with you."
Instead I settled with a simple
"Hey you what's up?"
I remember the way,
Your hands heated the skin
Over my fragile soul.
I could see your smile,
Lips curled up at the corners,
Flirtatiously mocking my sore
Beating heart pounding beneath my cage.
One dare,
One word,
Set upon turning the wheels
Of this ill-fated relation in motion again.
How was I to know you were still the magician?
And I was your disappearing show girl,
To be brought back or faded out
With just the right words.
Sitting there, in darkened solitude,
Listening for the familiar clicks
Miles,
Years,
Life times away.
This acquaintance can bring nothing
But another lifetime of agony.
As we ignite into flames
Rivaling the vengeance of Hades,
Once more, in this twisted clash
Of star struck lovers bound for failure.
