You can't break up with a soul mate [a love story in poetic verse]

27 | always think of u

When I got that text from Dalia
I replied right away
without delay.

Miss you too baby
I need to see you.
Baby.

It took her a while to answer back
I waited.
Turned on my laptop
checked my emails
I waited.
What was taking her so long.

I felt this adrenaline run through me
she wanted me just as much as I wanted her
I knew it
I was in her head
on her mind
it was 11:45 p.m.

I checked my phone again
she had not read my message yet
Impossible.

What was going on?

I was driving myself crazy
thinking of her.
I had to get a grip.

R you there?

I wait.

Sorry it was a drunk text. Wrong person.

Wtf. Are you seeing someone?

Yes

I was livid. I saw red. How could she? She had told me she slept with someone
that
made me nuts

I was the only one meant for her.
I didn't reply.

I wanted to yell and shout at her. I wanted to call her names. I wanted to scream.
How could she cheat on me?
I was such a perfect lover!
Didn't I cherish her body?
Didn't I spend hours giving her pleasure?
Didn't I write her poems?
Didn't I travel for hours to get to her?
I sacrifice so much to be with her
And she cheats on me!

This is impossible.
No one cheats on me.
She is breaking my heart.

What do you want from me Jared? To sit and wait weeks, months for you? Can't you see it's torture being with you or being without you?
You have your son. You are busy. I have nothing.
I need more. Sorry, it's over. I can't take being in this relationship.

I have to see you. I want you. One more time. We need to talk. You owe me that much.
I have something to give you.

She didn't reply.

I wrote her a poem instead

In your breath
I catch myself
In your skin
I wash myself
In your eyes
I see myself
Everyone else means nothing
Can't you see
I am the only one
Who can read your inner tree
Who can catch you when you run
Who can write you a poem in one minute
Find a serene flower for your sun.
I can make a shape
poem mixed tape
I can make you see
my eyes my mouth my hands
don't rhyme they flee.

I don't even know what I mean.
I send it to her
knowing she will respond
and within ten seconds
she does

I wish I was in New York with you right now. I love that.

I wish we were together in New York too baby.

I got her now. Hook, line, and sink. I feel alive.
I have her again.

Can you come to New York? I will be free next week. After that I am going to China for one month.

I knew she couldn't come
her life was too predictable.

No.
I can't.
If you want to see me one last time
before you leave
make arrangements
make some time for me
or it's really over.

Who the fuck were you texting? That guy you slept with? What's his name?

I was losing control.
I saw green.

I don't owe you anything.

Gn

I don't know what she wants anymore.
But I know that I need to see her soon.
Next month was my son's 3rd birthday
my wife wanted me to take her
on a weekend getaway.
I was torn
ripped in two
wanting to be with Dalia
yet never letting her know the truth
It was not that hard to hide
it was actually easy
especially since the last name I gave her
had one d and one c.
She would never find out the truth.

I send her a song.
I send her a heart.

He's just a guy. He's not you.
Don't be jealous.

I am so jealous I am dying inside.

I will come to you next week. I can't stop thinking of you naked. Be ready for me. I want you for one night. You will be mine. I will make you forget your own name.