sonnet 4Posted: November 6, 2008
[written on the margins of a notebook while zoning off during a lecture.]
The sun set over the city’s careless skyline,
I watched it as I recollected my thoughts.
I convinced my friends that everything was fine,
I would have to convince that to myself, oh, the sorrow she hath wrought.
A careless wind spoke with the ghosts on the sidewalks,
Ignoring my careless meandering of the streets.
It came to my mind once more; with a single statement during our nightly walks,
My heart shattered as I listened to others greet.
Heartbreak is for the weak, love is for suckers, I always said;
Little did I know my statements were that far from the truth.
The slow journey back to sanity was ahead,
But for now I remained uncouth.
As strong as one might be, as stoic, as cheerful, as jubilant,
Know that heartbreak transcends all that love couldn’t.
[read: the others]