Deaf to the ears and
blind to the eyes
of all who had not
felt love's sway

The cafe setting with
stimulating persons
in every corner is what
brings comfort to the
loins of my torn heart

watching the conversations
of everyday and wishing
I had the strength to be
careless and free of worry

alas, I sit in solitude,
thinking
of every moment,
every mistake,
that I made in
my everyday
that brought me to this
desolated present

sip, I should of known,
slurp, it wasn't anyone's fault,
sigh, but I cannot escape
this pain

jitters have caused the
steady of my hand to
be unnerved and as
the waitress comes to
refill my indulgence
I grab the cup in reflex

holding onto its porcelain
exterior, its contents the
only substance within this
hemisphere that understands
the hurt, bites back

the hot liquid spills onto my
jitters and the pain is now manifested
into a scalding scar on the outskirts of
my opposable thumb

"If you want a refill,
you're going to have to
let go," smiled the waitress

"let go" my conscious whispers
throughout the chatty cafe.
"Right you are, fill me up" I say
as I exit onto my careless everyday

I have a scar as well as
a new sense of direction

Then I leave the cafe,
I travel across the ocean
to a new world, where a
new everyday is waiting
for me

I look for another risk,
another mistake
for both is what keeps
life moving in my everyday

07/27/2009

Author's Note: Better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

Posted on 07/27/2009
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