Death of an Affair

How do you describe love  
When you're not sure what it is?  
How do you fight the feeling  
When you know you can't be his?  
How do you erase visions  
That keep replaying in your head?  
How do you stop thinking about  
All the things he said?  
How do you let go of the pain  
Perpetrated by his actions?  
How do you adjust the thoughts of mind  
To view love through forced refractions?  
How do you mend a poet's heart  
After a battle lost to vulnerability?  
How do you bring light to darkness  
And give the blind new eyes to see?  
How do you stop the seeking  
Of something greater than the good?  
What's it take to realize the fact  
Your heart may never be loved as it should?  
Angry tears of self-infliction,
Burn my cheeks as they tumble down.  
Bad decisions and weak moments of want  
Sends my humility crashing to the ground.
Magnetism will be my hollow grave.  
Many men will have buried me there  
Illusions of friendships tangled with lust  
Covered with dirt from illicit affairs.