Seeking Spirit

The "ships",
Abundantly clear it is,
Our friendship,
Non existent in your mind.
Abundantly clear it is,
Our relationship,
Non existent in mine.
When did it become ok,
To skip from friends to benefits.
I seek a sync.
A spirit ship.
Relationships are filled with,
Dualities,
False realities.
I’ll never get.
Ike tendencies,
Not for me.
Altar seekers,
Killing me.
Your timeline,
Merge with mine.
Erase.
I accept,
Your disposition.
As you must respect,
This inquisition.
It’s true,
You in bloom,
Me,
Anti-swoon.
You stand by the altar,
I stand by the bar.
Missed my connection.
Lost in conception,
Expeditiously advanced.
Precociously,
Immature.
Feelings abort.
Your existence.
Replaced.
New time,
And space.
Moved on.
Moved out.
Exit stage,
last scene.
Dusk.

Single Lady

Take a Walk,
What You See?
Is What you get?

Wow!
Just Saw a Dude,
With a PURSE.
A BAG.
Nuts on a SAG.
Jeans tighter than mine.
Two hold hands.
My hand handless.

"Hello"
All it took to make lips,
warm, anew
compared to that same ol' song
Play it safe.
Don't fall for it.
No new kats calling on the Cing.
Ol' man a flip
Wit a new one feignin' albeit
Don't quit it, he said.
I'm done.

6 years have passed,
I'm out here alone.
Way outside of my comfort zone.

Feeling Old & Married at the age of....sssshhhh.
Wow!
But yet still single,
unmarried by a thing.
But today to say he did ponder, even ask.
I'm more than sure, I would have to decline.
For that ass is branded,
NJT.
Never would've been mine to have.
Waiting on my party?
No
It's just me.