Toxicity’s Antidote

Heavy with the weight of unspoken truths

Are the lingering shadows of words unsaid,

Where intimacy’s whispers once danced like fireflies

In the quiet corners of our shared space.

There was a time when your touch, once a balm,

Became a flame that emitted the heat of hidden intentions,

Each caress became a reminder of the molten chains

That once bound us in our personal swirling dervish excitement.

The eyes that once wept sparkles of genuine light,

Became like an arid desert of manipulation glow,

A duplicitous love,

Where masks once secure,

Evolved into precarious falling expressions.

There came the time…

When promises,

Like fragile glass,

Shattered under the pressure of fantasy,

Becoming its own reality,

Where each shared a testament

To the lies we told ourselves.

Then…

In the silence that followed our disagreements,

I heard what was perhaps never meant to be,

Toxic affection attempting to become permanent

 In my heart’s gentle echoes of love,

Reverberating with compassion and sympathy.

In retrospect…

I must give you credit,

For in the ruins of our relationship,

You grappled for the courage to admit,

Accept,

And ultimately exercise your abandonment of the vows.

Perhaps it was your vanishing

That gave me the courage

To find the light beyond the shadows,

Reclaiming the right

To

Simply

Be

Love,

Passion’s antidote for any malice of heart.