
He can't find his keys
He's pacing the parking lot of the marina
Seeing a girl unpacking her car
She watches him walk up
And he forgets everything he was looking for
She gives him her number
And he begins stalking her heart and soul
For the best place to sink his teeth
They meet again for dinner
He is tilting his head down, eyes looking up
Assessing the effect of his show
His body moves back and forth
But his eyes are locked on her
He follows her home to her castle
Tracing her wall for a way in
He finds a door with no key
He waits patiently
He planted a garden outside
Hung the keys on a branch
Knocking on her door
Like a neighbor asking for sugar
She shares some with him
He doesn’t linger
Cautious to conceal the desire for more
But he becomes morose
Seeing his compliments collecting on the floor
She sees that he is sad and asks “what’s wrong?”
He says “I don’t know what to do,
There is a seed I want to plant,
But I can’t get it to grow.”
Some seeds require soul,
And only she could make it grow
Bringing his garden into her castle,
How could she have known it would grow out of control
It was just a favor that grew into friendship
He eased her into vulnerability
Patiently
Waiting for the roots to take hold
Until the day came that she could no longer close the door
The roots had taken hold
He had tip toed into her soul
He accidently held her close
Then he left
He held her close when he came back
And delivered his heart felt speech
Declaring his unhappiness
The victim he had been
The punishments he had taken
Without asking for her to step in,
Because he knew a good girl would.
His pattern went on for too long,
She started to recognize his sad manipulative song
She declared war,
He pleaded for a conversation,
Drama is his only tool of connection.
Every time she lashes out, he calms her down
Giving a little, but never enough
Sprinkling attention like sand
Lulling her to sleep in his shadow
Begging her pathetically, for a little more time.
But she’s a feisty one
He begs for a heart
Saying that he would love if he had one
She knows she can grow another
So she give hers to him,
But her soul remains untouchable
And the minute he has her heart,
He begins to suffocate it.
She thought she held a human
Capable of love & affection,
He thought he had her spirit on a leash
He didn't realize there were places in her mind
That his lies couldn't trick
Accepting where she was
Knowing the choices she couldn’t change
Her darkness allowed her to be free from the pain
She was able let go, instead of holding on
And she didn’t turn around to watch him go
She didn’t need to wonder anymore
She had been to the bottom of his narcissist hole
She hides until she can protect herself
While she waits for her new heart to grow
He took over her castle and put her in the dungeon,
But she grew so thin and weary, she slipped out of his shackles.
She left a note that said
“Goodbye, I may have loved you,
I'm not sure,
But you are empty,
And I can’t feed your insatiable soul
My affection was misplaced,
I would have done anything for who I thought you were
But you only feel
When someone is suffering for you.
I will never forget you,
And I hope you think of me
When you sit in the sand at sunset
And the waves fall into the beach
The way you fell for me,
As much as you could,
The way you pushed me to fall for you
Knowing, I never wanted to.”
About the author
Whitney Carman
The less I say, the better.
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