While You Were Sleeping


While you were sleeping, I slipped away.


I was told to never trust a flatterer; unfortunately an enchanter is who came along


You were sleeping, enclouded by your own thoughts; busy with your own complications


I felt abandoned standing in your presence and dreadfully absent from your mind


I was caught in between my selfish need for your attention and the infinite space you bared to organize the puzzling thoughts in your mentality


I never knew which step to take, which ethic action was suitable to endure to confront my feelings about the lack of awareness you provided


So, as always, I let our fate pan itself out for us


Usually, I would ignore the negative thoughts compelling my mind to leave you


The scamp in me always wanted me to propel spiteful actions to make you feel inferior


But as I promised, I will never leave your side. So being spiteful was the only way to portray my feelings without the use of words


At this point it was difficult to discover the redress of my actions


While you were sleeping, I slipped away.


I was stuck in a trance, distracted from my own thoughts oblivious that I was touching the soul of another


The charmer caught my glance and he never thought twice about disconnecting those eyes away from mine


I gave him a meager smile and looked away


Unmindful of my action, a day later the man approached me with kind words and promising friendship


We spent days conversating about "whosits and whatsits", making puns and uncontrollably laughing at them


He had a way of embellishing my gloomy days, shortly after.. he became a part of me


I was bewildered of his devotion to me; he always wanted to be by my side and exchange words of admiration, he never failed to mention my appearance or give me his attention


For a moment, it all felt perfect, I was content with the bond we shared


But.. He became serious and that is when I had realized what I had going on was all wrong


He only fulfilled the hole you failed to fill while you were absent, once I pondered if I should leave or not I realized we were in too deep


While you were sleeping, I slipped away...


You have started to awaken from that dream that has kept you from me, and now I have been taken under the sand man's wing, away from reality and into the blanket of Astraios' creations


I suppose I became automated after that, I deleted every memoir of the past and decided to retain the promises made because they were made under the hearts of the precious ones.


Even though my mind was certainly made, a question remains... was it the other man that got away, or was it me?


I guess I'll never know who was the one that slipped away.


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