O what to name this one.....

A small smile 

appeared on my face, 

as I came across 

old conversations we had. 

Memories of sweet times and 

silly conversations 

ran through my mind

as I thought of you this moment. 

For a brief moment

I missed you. 

Missed the quiet conversations

the sweet moments and 

occasional 

texting. 

It lasted only a moment, 

when next came the 

realization

it was never meant to be

anything serious. 

How could it be? 

When craziness loomed at 

every turn. 

We never stood a chance

with the shadow that hung overhead. 

The reason, the only reason, 

I kept my distance

was fear of being 

another horror movie

based on crazy ex-lovers

who wait in the shadows, 

biding time 

waiting...

for that moment 

to be the 

hand that rocks the cradle. 

Anger raged inside 

as I remember 

the lies that spilled from your 

mouth. The empty 

promises that 

she meant nothing. 

The twisted belief 

that I meant something. 

For a brief moment

the sweet moments 

overshadowed the narcissitic

psychotic 

and demented friend, 

one can only label

as a stalker.