«Fleeting feelings» by Mary Grace Amores Rojo
A breath of fresh air – that’s what you were,
The calmness of your aura, the peace in being there.
The way you talk, the way you walk, the way you stare.
The serenity in your voice, and a smile so rare.
Yet there’s this void I cannot explain.
A part of me that’s always felt drained.
I wondered if I wasn’t giving enough.
It shattered me to pieces – unbearably tough.
I thought you had loved me genuinely,
Shown every bit of kindness effortlessly.
But it feels like what we had was only fleeting.
Leaving feelings I can’t explain and a heart still hurting.
I wish I hadn’t been so vulnerable,
For now I feel unbearably terrible.
I have loved you genuinely,
And now I am bleeding insanely.
I miss you. Yes, I still do,
Was our love ever true?
All we shared was only fleeting.
You weren’t the same as in the beginning.
I thought you were heaven-sent,
Ignored the red flags- though they were evident.
You’ve shown me your true, harsh colors,
So noxious, I can’t even savor the hours.
I gave you so many chances,
Never thought you’d ruin it all in just a few glances.
But now life has been so much better.
Loving myself first is all that matters.
Yes, it takes time for my heart to heal,
For what I had with you was painfully real.
Author’s Note:
(Inspired by two of my favorite main characters Conrad and Belly of The Summer I Turned pretty.)
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Author’s Bio:
Mary Grace Amores Rojo, a resident of Victorias City, Philippines, is a dedicated Nurse II at Corazon Locsin Montelibano Memorial Regional Hospital (CLMMRH), the largest tertiary hospital in Negros Occidental. She is a proud alumna of Colegio San Agustin-Bacolod. Outside of her profession, Mary Grace finds joy and creative expression in playing the guitar, drawing, singing, and writing poetry.
After experiencing the pain of a broken friendship, she turned once more to poetry as a form of healing and self-reflection—reigniting a passion she had long cherished.

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