As if it mattered

with or without
with or without

No meaning now, for your fingertips are cold. Be it fault or some fictionally story brought to life. On one hand, my eyes should not show surprise but on the other, a great worry arises. For though we act as though the blame is obvious, we both know the whole story is still untold.

In the beginning it should have remained a mystery and in the end, I wish it had. Never did I want to continue regretting the choice nature of my life and yet the circles never end. Forever in a place like this would only bring more woe. Therefore, I am glad your gone and on shall I go. Greater things, greater places are such that a wasted mind spending too much time wasted should not follow.

Lists of reasons fall like leaves on an autum day while the lost and lonely people try to remember why they are walking down this city street. But the harsh glow from the lamps above scream out to leave well enough alone. No more questions, no more tears, no more embrace...For "this too has passed" as promised by the chaotic noise from the busy array of cars and buses.

I sit here at 2:34am wondering why the moon is the only thing of meaning and yet so far away. The only one to hear my thoughts has no ears at all. And so I go on my friend so far from me, hear my cry, my pain, my sincere anguish and then throw it away. For morning comes all to quick and with your caring light goes the story I will tell every night....

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A.A. Zavala 5 years ago from Texas

A beautiful aching lament. Thank you for sharing.

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