Accepting Fate
words were the fantasy;
they sang pacifically,
interlocked lyrically,
deeply concocted –
pining within her heart
it pounded desperately,
waiting patiently,
desiring so innocently;
(foolishly)
to hear his whispers –
that would finally,
compassionately; speak his truth
she wished to know, expectantly;
to have that void filled,
ultimately –
to understand extensively,
(once and for all, absolutely)
did she live exclusively,
in the wells of his heart?
the pleasures of knowing; conclusively,
answers to cling, {solidity}
upon the neurons, so tragically
that could definitively –
spark within her mind
nothing more, nothing more,
than, to justly have those words;
embracingly, tucked so gently,
effortlessly into her core,
quietly hidden away
when the finality,
of the last fallen star,
crashed into her moon,
reluctantly she gathered,
all the shining pieces,
and realized his silence,
was the answer,
she obtusely; chose to ignore
MindRetrofit7 
Heartbreaking and powerful!
Awesome! That’s what I was going for, heartbreak that is. Powerful is a bonus! Hee hee Thank you!
you nailed it!!
Wow, u got me…realized his silence was the answer…brilliant, and moving, yet sad. Thank you…
Thank you so much Diana! Yeah, that line I felt through my bones. 🙂
sometimes we want something so much that we tend to interprete things into the direction of where we want it to go..it’s tough realizing that it’s different…ugh…that last part really ripped my heart apart
Sigh … yes, Claudia you are correct. I think silence can be one of the most painful experiences at times. The good thing is that I have plenty of those experiences to tie into poetry! 😉