Irrational

You were never mine, though I dreamed
Through your goodbyes, the veils of change
Convinced me you were mine.
Like smoke you eluded me,
Mysterious, absent
Ever changing and fluid
Love is and isn’t.

Irrational, ever slow
My intentions creep to know
How you belonged
That I am alone
Slowly irrational

Deep breaths I inhale
To touch, to own such peril.
Love is and isn’t for sale.

Irrational, ever slow
My intentions creep to know
How you belonged
That I am alone
Slowly irrational

Like a fool I wait
Matches to strike
Creating sulphurous air
But it is and it isn’t hate.

Irrational, ever slow
My intentions creep to know
How you belonged
That I am alone
Slowly irrational

Are those tears each meant for me?
Don’t waste them dear
Love …. I’m not to keep.
You were never mine.

--Diva