So, having seen Beauty and the Beast yesterday I am all about that soundtrack, and sweet Faerierebel gave me this prompt because she was first onboard this new obsession. So here we have something little, something part prose, part poem, all heartache. Enjoy…
Life could be so cruel, life could be so tragic. And yet the heart keeps hoping. The heart keeps wanting.
And I let you into my melancholy heart.
You’re there in every moment, thoughts plague me. I can’t shake you and you are not mine to keep.
The first moment I saw you, I felt the connection. You walked into my heart like you walked through the open door. Call it clichéd if you want but I know my instincts are always right. The moment you walked into my life I knew what we could be to each other, the passion, the pleasure, the happiness. And I yearn for happiness. My life has not had much of it lately. The sadness held me so tight it almost took my life.
And then you walked into my melancholy heart, one smile and you inscribed your name deep on my soul.
Yet the melancholy remains, no happiness to be had. You are not mine. You’re hers instead.
And I can do nothing but watch and pretend that I can bear to watch you make her smile. Pretend that I am happy for you are her happiness, her contentment. I fix a smile in place and try to fake it until I make it to being happy for you both and not seething green inside with envy.
Why did you walk into my heart if you never planned to let me into yours? You smiled at me like you knew it too and then the moment was gone as she flew into your arms.
But I can’t let this break me. I can’t fall to the darkness where I was before. You’re so far beyond my reach though you’re always within my grasp. So close and yet so far, and I must not let it destroy me. The heart keeps hoping, the heart keeps wanting.
The nights are long and full of aching and I know I cannot keep waiting for something that will not happen. You are hers. You are her happiness.
But when you glanced this way, I thought I saw… No one has ever looked at me that way before.
And so, my heart keeps hoping, my heart keeps wanting.
And my melancholy heart will be yours for evermore.