Reading the Room
She was saying goodbye
in so many muted ways.
But I was somewhere else
in my redoubt of indecision.
Indifference that couldn’t mask
her blue and walk-away eyes,
should have made It clear
she was already gone.
It took me a while to get here.
To get you to fade away.
It was just that my timing was bad.
Manish Singh Rajput
Thu 4th Jan 2024 16:24
Been there, done that, Mike. You just reminded me of my own past situation. A poem that speaks of slow or late realisation, and that happens when you are in love and other person isn't.