Infuriating Clock Love

Listening to the click of time,
it was slow, maddening, infuriating.
The wanting the waiting
it has gone on for much too long.
It had taken her just too far.

She had nothing left not even herself
or he has taken her everything
her life and spirit and very heart

No longer a simple liking
or an uncontrollable unsatisfiable lust
it was real it is real.
It is and always will be love.
Undying and undesirable.
An unaccomplished everything.

At first she wanted it all
the feel of his soul
the warmth of his words.
But thats what happens
when your selfish.

She hurt and screamed
she cried for forgiveness.
No one would come.
Why should they?

She had made her decision
and it was time for her to deal with it.
No matter how hard it got.

She wished it was gone
he controlled her, devoured her
and yet did nothing about it.

For years he knew
For months he tempted and
For days at a time he disappeared.

He would come back
it was his nature.

She only hoped that it would stop
That someone else held her heart

She loved but missed him
that was the only truth
She hated what he put her through

But in the end she’d see him again
and there goes that infuriating clock love.