Still missing...

Соня Бородянская
So let us finally and irreversibly be done...
I’ll stop neglecting your pretension if you wish-
You want me, but not with you. That is fine.
For you my awkward attitude, damn love’s too sugarish...

Enough of sentiments inevitably dull...
Elastic time is making thoughts transparent.
Keep counting promises from thousand to null.
Indifferent look will be for you last errand.

You owe me it for it will kill the hope
And hope is something that is not worth living.
I’m slowly ramping from the same old slope-
Naively blind and still am not believing.

Erroneous daring to tame your free will
Has caused me nothing, but deterioration.
I hopelessly have always tried to heal
All the incisions scarred by separation.

I’ll mince the patience letting go the strain...
Your scent will seldom catch me reminiscing.
Don’t notice deep inside the livid stain-
The memory of you and me. Still missing...