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You were Never Really Mine
I don’t have the right to cry over you
You were never really mine
Your heart was an entity I never really knew
My intentions were infinitely true
I wanted to appreciate your mind
All I ever wanted to see was the real you
Now I have to work through
These emotions weakening my spine
Reducing me to a person I never knew
The world was ours from my point of view
I was ready to build you a shrine
And still the only thing I want is you
My heart is embarrassingly broken and blue
Maybe it will heal if I give it time
But I can’t help but think that you and I could’ve been something new
My heart is out past curfew
And this is where I draw the line
Because I don’t have the right to miss you.
You were never really mine
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I challenged myself to write a Villanelle for the first time, and this is what I came up with. I think this form of poetry fits my topic well, as it elliminates the narative aspect of poetry and allows the focus to fall on the emotions.