To Mend

In the quiet of the night, I plead for words to mend,

For I’m losing hope in us, my heart beginning to bend.

Once, you were my love, igniting flames so bright,

But now, we’re just poets,

lost in the dark of night.

You used to be the spark that set my soul on fire,

But now,

it seems our love has begun to expire.

Through the night we’d roam, two souls intertwined,

Yet now,

your absence leaves my heart confined.

You return when I’ve moved on,

My life stitched back together,

A smile from you, and my resolve begins to weather.

But you can’t witness my joy or my glee,

And it’s clear the love we once shared, it’s no longer free.

I used to plead for you to love me, even if it was just pretend,

To need me like you once did and to have our hearts mend.

But we’ve now grown distant, with love fading like a distant star,

Leaving me to wonder where we faltered and how far.

Should I have begged you more, or was I right to let you lose it all

In the summer’s heat, I pleaded for us not to fall.

But perhaps we needed to step back and remember who we used to be,

But deep down,

I fear it’s too late for you and for me.

If you want me, darling, you know where I’ll be found,

But I can’t keep shouldering the blame,

It’s too heavy and profound.

You struck the match, but I added the gasoline,

Burning our paradise, a tragedy unforeseen.

In the ashes of our love, I’m left to contemplate,

The consequences of our choices,

the bitter twist of fate.

You played your game, but it seems you’ve lost the bet,

Leaving us both stranded, in a sea of regret.