I find that when I spend too much time contemplating my own loneliness, knee deep in self pity, that I tend to make bad relationship choices. I wake up pretty fast and to be honest I don't often fall prey to this behavior. But sometimes, maybe, once every two years, I give in and ignore my inner voice. The little voice that tells you this person is off kilter or this person just wants sex (that wouldn't be bad, if all I wanted was sex). So I just wanted to put it out there and see what people shared about their own experiences.
What happened when you listened or didn't listen to the voice in your head?
I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
Without ever having felt sorry for itself.
-- D.H. Lawrence
I breathe you in, the scent you've left behind
from days ago when last you touched me.
I breathe you in, first breath every morning, last breath every evening.
In between, the days pass in a daze
of remembrances so full of you,
my legs begin to quake and tremble.
At night the moon tricks me.
Its silver light shines on shadows
where pregnant spaces lie,
furiously resting and revealing
the imprints of your movements.
So that when you are gone
I walk the steps your naked form
paced along side my bed,
playing, in time, both our parts...
for no one.
Wishing you my audience
As pillows lose their form
and share with me no warmth,
longing becomes too heavy
and mid-sleep I choke on your breath.