#syllable counter

[deveril]

I seek someone


with an empty heart


who wants to be filled;

someone who wanders


the less-traveled path —


and appreciates


the atypical —

someone who seeks me.

I do not make a


good first impression.

I am unable to


speak to you at first,


and it may take time


before I’m able.

Even then, I am


still a quiet man.

Sometimes I drift on


oceans of silence.


Could you deal with that?

I seek one who is


comfortable in


the absence of speech,


and who can value


a quiet passion.

But mostly, I seek


someone who will stay.

No one ever stays.

— deveril

[deveril]

The fire she kindled in my heart has turned to ash in my throat.

deveril

[deveril]

Why is it, that the one thing I want in life is the one thing I can never have?

deveril

[deveril]

Her name is cut deep – as with a dagger – into the beating tissues of my heart; it is a wound that will not be healed by the passage of time.

deveril

[deveril]

How sad the moment of realization, that she prefers life without you in it.

deveril

[deveril]

Don’t use serious, permanent language for temporary, casual feelings. I might believe you.

deveril

[deveril]

You were my water
in a wilderness
desiccated by
the wind and the sun. When the desert took
my sanity, and
all I felt was pain,
your love restored me. When my lips were parched,
and dust choked my throat,
the thought of your kiss
was my oasis. This was the false hope, illusory love. This was the mirage that led to my doom.

deveril

[deveril]

In the realm of dreams 
I dwelt, unconcerned 
for the trappings of 
my reality –

imaginary 
life, preferable 
to the mundane world, 
was all I needed –

until I met you. 
Then I embraced the 
possibility, 
actually living.

As one who had lived 
only in my dreams, 
I was astonished: 
life transcended them.

It was not to last. Your love for me died, and I found myself alone in this world.

I recoil from life, and what you’ve left me – the loneliness and pain, the emptiness.

You gave me love, yes, but took it away. The choices are yours; I suffer for them.

– deveril