My heart….If ever…

Time again!

I’m jolted from my sleep

Pressured by my ink to print on pages

As time stopped, my thoughts took over

Racing like the speed of sound

I felt I grew older as I sat on the bed.

Like all of time had left me!

Reaching for my mate, I held her tight

between index and thumb.

We began to dance, a somewhat

slow tune to break the highway thoughts.

I calmed quickly; moving right and left

spinning seldomly in between.

We started speaking on to another

I: Why must you be so crude, so rude

You know I need my rest?!

U: I’ve missed you!

It’s been so long that you’ve held me!

I: My dear, I think of you always

You’re always in my thoughts

U: That I know sweet one, but I prefer

your grip than your mental.

I drew her closer to me;

as we danced slower, smaller circles on the page were made…..

“Where is she going with this?!” I thought.

U: I never thought the day would come

I’d question your heart’s intent

but it feels far! Tell me you love me!

I shuddered immediately,

my grip begins to slide….

“She’s noticed!” I thought

We stopped dancing…..

I look closer at her face;

her eyes filled with questions.

The ink stops and all goes mental.

“How can I say my love for her has been meant for another,

digging a hole to fill that empty space I made?”

How can I say I never saw your face for love;

but blurted words to make you beautiful only to fall in love with my words!

Words I once said before to true love.

How can I live with knowing you’ve rid yourself of your past

but my heart still lingers in mine?

How can I say I’ve loved you for another?

Her tears bring me back to reality

U: Tell me you love me and not what you’ve made me….

I: …...

U: Answer me!

The pen drops!