Abrupt

As I myself sit down to paint awhile,
I hope, b’yond hope, I will succeed today.
You see, I never finish anything my own
And as I speak, my painting fades away.

Alright! Enough…So be it then. Adieu,
My now forgotten hope and dream, goodbye!
Perhaps I’ll write a story about you.
Yes, now a story! I cannot…I’ll try.

My love, I am so hopeful you will try
To please me with your answer. Say it, “Yes!”
You turn toward me and in your mind now sigh.

I’m sorry, reader, I cannot.
I just