This is an ode to my never lovers
The ones I liked and could’ve had
Or never.

Just in my mind.
Or in their souls.
A drop of poison
On the walls
Of love.

There were the lovers whose hearts I’ve broke
There were the lovers whose souls I’ve torn
There were the lovers of flaws and tears
And there were the never lovers.

They’d never know my mouth’s inside
Or how to keep their arms, so tight.
I’d never touch their hair or eyes
They’d never see me bleeding lies.

At times I whisper on their way.
Some could’ve been more than a why
If only I knew how…..

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Why aren’t I a woman that no man can resist?

Why aren’t I a woman that men would kill each other for my kiss?

Why aren’t I a woman who can bring despair with a roll of my eye?

Why aren’t I the kind of woman who makes them wonder why they even try?

Why aren’t I a woman that makes other girls feel plain?

Why aren’t I a woman that other girls just want to have remember their name?

Why aren’t I a woman that girls look at, shake their heads and sigh?

Why aren’t I the kind of woman that makes them wonder why they even try?

Why aren’t I the kind of woman that though no man can keep he never forgets?

The kind of woman that though no man can keep he never regrets?

Why aren’t I the woman who breaks the heart of James Bond?

Why aren’t I a woman that men still adore though I done them so wrong?

Why aren’t I a woman that men speak of, as they break down and cry,

“My God, she was so great. Why did I even try?”

Inspired by:
Sexing the cherry (for the flow of words, somewhat lyric-ish; thanks, O&N)
Gladiator (for giving up the idea of parallel universes - it's only here and now)
Emma Wallace's "Alice in Wonderland" - as presented by Wind Whisperer 
"This is it" - unfinished things still leave a strong mark

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