Everytime I try

[There are days when you feel like writing. Something. Just about anything. But you still fall short of words. Thank you 3ww for those lovely prompts as always:) ]

Every time I try to tell myself,

Make a vain attempt at convincing myself

That I need to move on

And you're so long gone.

When I want to be rude to you,

To make sure you get your due

For having been so mean

And making me feel so lean;

You come up with another reason so filthy

Yet it makes me feel that you're guilty;

And I remember all the good that you have done,

Such that I evade another line of pun.

My heart melts,

I remove my tight buckled belts

And come back to you

To be your friend, to guide you

'Cause I feel

The wounds you have given, I can still heal

But the sacrifices you made

From my heart can never fade...

As cold as a wedge, I wonder how long this will continue

And if the good old you will ever renew!

Written for Three Word Wednesday; 3ww: buckle, evade, wedge and #112 Monday Poetry Train Revisited