I once held an abundance of drama & sarcasm.
So complete was the combination where drama met sarcasm that it became dramacastic.
As corny as it sounds, i once felt the love and attention that would send warm tingly sensations all over , making their way to my heartstrings.
Now, i'm mouldy and dusty.
My heart is no longer busty and red.
The dark red of life ceases to run through my mechanical veins.
My sky no longer lights up with the rainbow that proudly boasts
" Where Drama & Sarcasm meet"
I no longer light up with a glow.
I no longer come alive to the occasional drama-sarcasm bickering.
I am but a faithful empty vessel of past conversations, lifestories & love
longing to be filled up with the new.
I am now waiting,
for them to come home.
For them to come home,
to me....