Short Tales:Poems 2

Infatuation

It really is a desperately lonely feeling.
A quick high and an even quicker extinction.
Like it was never there. Several gulps of fresh air that swiftly disappear into nothingness.
Forever alone yet forever searching, I try to grasp the fragments of the emotions I have embedded in my mind of you.
Scenes and events I can never fully remember, memories I have romanticized until the point of distortion. Despite me breaking you as I let you go, I further break my self, sinking into the ambiguous feelings of nonchalance and despair at this familiar embrace of nothingness.

I can't lie and say I felt the anguish that should accompany letting you go.
What if I've turned you into me?
Will you laugh and open your heart to another person's warmth? Will that warmth reach your soul and make it shine bright, as bright as I know it can?
Even though I know you weren't the one for me, and hopefully you too will recognize I'm not the one for you, I do hope you never sink into and succumb to this feeling, this familiar embrace of nothingness.