Feel This Way
A Villanelle
I don't know how to feel this way.
We were in love, and I, delighted.
And then, you left and didn't say
why you went off to get away.
How could I have been so near-sighted?
I don't know how to feel this way.
The day was sad, and stuck on replay -
and to my shame - love, unrequited,
leaving only clouds of gray.
I don't know how to feel this way.
We were as one, strongly united.
Was I simply child's play?
Maybe you'll return someday,
Thinking you would make wrongs righted.
I wouldn't take you anyway.
Your fleeing did, to me, convey
that you were clearly unexcited,
and that you may again betray.
Maybe I'll learn to feel this way.
About the Creator
Julie Lacksonen
I'm a soon-to-be retired music educator - 39 years at the same school. One more! I enjoy writing, reading, walking, swimming, and spending time with family.
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