Love Was –

Love was a bird

Flying into the wilderness

Of loneliness

Pulled by a winch

Of other arms

And promises of karaoke nights

Tears

Of anguish

Welling.

Hazel eyes

Stares at nothing

Sleeps to rise

With the empty bed

And a headache.

Like in fall

Leaves falling

All the good times are blurring

With the loss;

Flowers wither

Out of bloom

And lures me to wilt wit’ them.