Silver

Disheartened by dos whilst compelled by the don’ts

Enabled the habit and left it to grow

Reminded each day by the ache and the tone

Sixteen years waiting patiently

When will my heart return to me?

Is this all worth the ephemeral rush?

A great love affair slowly exposed as lust

When every step forward ends back at square one

Do I still go for gold or is it time to give up?

I can’t give this up!

So much to write but so little left to say

Always a “next time”, never a “right away”

Sixteen years waiting patiently

When will my mind return to me?

Countdown from ten then let it out

Silver will have to do for now

It’ll do somehow...