The Mismatched Chair
Just another poem. Though it sadly doesn't rhyme.
The Mismatched Chair
I saw you and I couldn't get enough.
And soon
you saw me too.
I was so ready, willing, and hopeful.
I didn't have to suffer anymore,
No darkness
for you were my light.
That aching coldness was gone.
But not forever.
You said that you loved me all the time.
But yet
I was hesitant.
It all seemed to good to be true.
But under your affection I surrendered.
Those days
were the happiest.
They were perfect moments.
But not forever.
First love never lasts I'm told.
And this
was just another case.
Apparently I wasn't enough for you.
I fell back into that gloom.
Harder
than ever before.
And I thought of you constantly.
But not forever.
And then I met you so soon.
A lifesaver
in this despondency.
Or so I wanted to believe.
I know now that you are not for me.
Even though
I do love you.
We can still pretend though.
But not forever.
One day you'll leave me.
Just like
I always knew.
For both of you were not for me.
But I was still there.
A small
stepping stone.
To help while I was needed.
But not forever.
The mismatched chair that's needed.
But only
in the beginning.
Until something better is found.
And left out on the street.
Only
to be taken in again.
To be used and needed by someone new.
But not forever.
And now there's you.
And one would think
that I would learn
my lesson.
So I keep my heart
in careful check,
never getting comfortable.
For now I know how
things work in my life.
We may grow close.
Maybe even love...
But not forever.