What

 

What does it look like 

  when your needs are no longer met? 

When the chest tightens 

  on the right side? 

When addictions are enabled, 

  and met with more downplay, 

 and even more lush nights that follow, 

all while draping delicately, 

  The elephant skins 

  in the room? 

What does it mean, 

  when romantic moments are ruined, 

and lines of intimacy are no longer understood? 

When conversations are closed before they can be uttered? 

When actions are submissively done, regardless of the absence of love? 

What does it mean, 

  when flames burn arguments, 

    and no longer souls? 

When passion ignites torment, 

  and no longer hearts and bodies uniting? 

What shall then, 

  I make of such things, 

   and the long list still that follows? 

(And) I wonder 

  where you have gone? 

The one I love? 

  In all this?

What shall I make of these fragmented pieces and these shattered shells? 

What could you possibly do to return him to me? 

Because I see it not...

 

  after all.