Unscrambled love

For Danny:

A text, a phone call, a bunch of flowers

You complete me like a piece in a game.

Your love falls like the nicest of showers

Surrounds me, watches me, keeping me sane.

Like the Q square in a game of scrabble

Or a tricky crossword clue, you are a

One off, unique, a bitch to unravel.

But I’d not have it any other way.

Impossibly perfect yet completely

Flawed. You taste, you touch, you sense and you see.

Real life is never so boxed and neatly

Put, as i hope this sonnet will be(come).

That you stuck around and loved me for me

Has a hand in showing, how we just, be.

The Bluff

You promise to call, but you don't.
You say you'll come round, but you won’t.

It used to really get me down.
But I don’t care
At least I don’t show it- I just clown around, pretending its all ok.

What can I say?

It’s just you, the way you are.
So I accept it, paint a grin on my face and smile like my life depends on it.

The façade is so well worn
That sometimes even I
Forget.

Its what you get
When you pretend to be what you should never have been.

I’ve seen
The future- I know each twist and flow of time.

But will we survive its test?
I can’t tell now, but maybe some day.

Maybe one day.
But I am still here, so what can I say?

Infuriating Love

For a girl who, to this day, ties me up in knots:

It would be easier if you weren’t around,
If you just ceased to be.
It’s not that I honestly hate you,
I just hate how you get to me.

If you died I’d always feel empty,
From that day to years down the line.
I don’t want to cut you out of my life,
It’s just hard that you’ll never be mine.

You take all the small things so harshly,
A sharp look or a move of my chair.
It’s not that I’m sending you signals-
While I’m thoughtless, I really do care.

So maybe we’re not meant to be together,
Perhaps last summer really is dead and gone.
All I know is it cannot stay like this
Where it’s neither off nor on.