On my nightstand rests a sharpie
I’ve been using for reminders
and as I picked it up this morning
I saw next to it some warnings
words that played with my head
old laments, things you said
I looked out the window and
past memories flashed by
as it often happens when
I try to understand why
too many a simple thing
you could never clarify
Instead chose to lead me on
when you’d already moved on
left me hanging one more time
like a seasonal pastime
Now my wandering mind
sees I was foolishly blind
how I ignored my devotion
to a charlatan with no emotions
and all the troubles in the end
I romanticized within.