A Love Out of Time

Deep down, I know he’s not the

man I needed. His personality

lacks a certain flair of confidence

and maturity.

Not to say he is not an adult, just

somehow not quite grown up

enough.

It’s not his fault; he tried so hard.

Even so, for a youthful man such

as him; he could not help his selfish

greed.

After all, he has that valiant drive

to search out and find a true love

maiden, a young beauty to share a

life with.

That perfect someone whom he

could claim as a future wife.

As for me, I’ve already seen

my twenties come and go.

My thirties were long, hard,

roads to tow.

Nevertheless, I sustained my

sanity through every year, with

every struggle, in spite of all

my human fears.

It’s my fault; I fell for him despite

the fact I knew the age and experience

would rule us out in the end.

Time and distance the evil twins.

My fairy tale with him was short

and bittersweet. To have loved him

was a most easy and unconditional

feat.

It felt like I was on a magic carpet ride.

Through skies of beautiful butterflies.

However, I have now bathed

myself with the truth of my limits

of fighting for more youth.

He is young I am not, but my time

spent with him was a whimsical

true love plot.

I can only hope the best for him

now. He has left me with some

harsh words to remember.

And I surrender to the woes of his

words, they had to be said, and they

had to be heard. At least, he had the

guts to speak.

For I was selfish, just as he. I would

have let this façade continue without

the strength to take the lead never to

admit we were just not meant to be.

It is not his fault; he tried so hard,

but I do declare he broke my heart.