LADY IN A RED DRESS

Lady In A Red Dress
I looked around the room…
I had cooked for quite a few.
But what I couldn’t deny
Was the woman who caught my eye.
Her figure was divine.
I knew she would decline…
An offer to go outside
So to the house we were tied.
I cleared my throat and announced
That the food was ready; they bounced
To the dining area, and I sighed.
I wished that I could hide.
At this woman I couldn’t stop staring
After we ate, I was past caring.
I tapped her shoulder and said
“You’ve been running through my head.
Please come for a walk with me.
I know for now you’re free.”
My lady in the red dress smiled.
“I like how your hair is styled.”
“You do?” I said, heart racing.
I almost started pacing.
“You have me in a mess.
I ADORE that bright red dress!”
“Why thank you,” she said, smiling,
Inside I felt I was dying.
“So, let’s go on this walk.
I assume you want to talk?”
“Yes,” I said quickly, blushing.
To the garden I went rushing.
I turned to her, starting to say
Everything I felt today.
“I love your cute brown eyes.
Seeing you here was a surprise.
Your smile is so heart warming…
I can tell something is forming.
I want to be with you,
And I hope you like me too.
I noticed you glancing at me,
And I feel it’s meant to be.
Sweetheart, do respond.
We can’t be gone for long.”
She laughed, and I smiled too.
“You sir, have thought this through.
I’m flattered that you like me.
But there will never ever be a ‘we’.
I’m married and have two children.
My husband is one in a million.
I came here because of your mother.
She and my Aunty,
They know each other.
I don’t know what you’re thinking,
But let the reality sink in.
I’m not a slab of meat,
And I would never cheat.
So please, let’s go inside,
And you can hold on to your pride.
Yes I’m flattered, that’s true,
But I have no interest in you.”
She turned and walked away,
And I watched her in dismay.
I wished I hadn’t spoken.
My heart and soul was broken.
It was true I didn’t know her,
And already, things were over.
Late that night I laid in bed,
Her words rushing around my head.
I wished I never saw her.
That I could be how I was before her.
She has gripped my mind and soul
For now I just could not be whole.
I tossed and turned, stressed…
Over the beauty in the bright red dress.
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Makala Thomas.

Thunder Was Booming

Thunder was booming.

Rain was pouring.

I had no coat.

I was soaked.

But I knew where I was going.

I was going to the home of the one

Who had my heart.

They had moved on months ago,

And I was stuck in a mental cage

Surrounded by memories

Missing the happiness I felt

While with them.

Thunder was booming.

Rain was pouring.

I walked and walked

Not wanting to get the bus

My determination

Gave me strength to walk

For over an hour

In this horrible weather

All I could think was

“I’m going to get you back,

No matter what it takes.

It was me that messed up,

And I’m paying for it.

But I will get you back.”

Thunder was booming.

Rain was pouring.

Your house is finally in sight.

I run and ring the doorbell

Over five times.

I see the lights are on so I know

You are in.

You open the door and stare at me.

Water is running down my face,

But I don’t care.

The first thing I managed was

“I was an idiot. I don’t want everything

We built to crumble because of me.

I just-”

You pull me into the house

Before I could finish saying

What I had to say.

“You really are an idiot. You’re going

To get the flu or something worse!”

I hang my head, then you smile.

“You’re my idiot. I’m sorry too.

I was going to call you today,

I wanted to call every day

Since we split.

I just decided to give you space.”

Thunder was booming.

Rain was pouring.

I was warm in a woolly tracksuit

I left here months ago.

We were snuggled on your couch

With hot chocolate,

Our free hands in each others.

I smiled, so glad I made the decision

To get you back.

You will always be my everything.

And even though I was afraid

Of being rejected,

I was determined to try anyway.

Love always finds a way.

Makala Thomas.

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That Time Again <3 (The War Between Heart And Mind)

That Time Again ❤ (The War Between Heart And Mind)

So it's springtime.

The time of love. The time of people to get hitched or find new love.

Which is great.

My heart is into those kind of things.

My mind is more practical.

While my heart says "Send him a text"

My mind says "Don't do it! He's probably not thinking of you the way you're thinking of him."

"It's SPRINGTIME!!" my heart all but bellows, and my mind shoots back "I couldn't give a-"

"Language," my mouth mumbles, and it's silent again.

So I put my phone down. My mind wins. But my heart has me gazing at his picture. He doesn't have to know that I am thinking of him.

Nobody has to know.

*Sigh*.

So here I am, munching chocolate. No ice cream. I'm not depressed.

Half an hour later my heart overrules my mind and I'm snatching up my phone again.

"Send a text, send a text," my heart whispers.

"Don't do it," my mind says curtly, but for once I choose my heart over my mind and begin texting.

"Hi. What you up to?"

No, that's just for idle conversation. But I cant just send "I really want us to be together". What to do. What to freaking do.

So I put the phone down again and pick up my chocolates.

Almost in tears two hours later. It's like my mind knows what's best for me but my heart knows what's good for me. I'll send the damn text.

"And if you get rejected? What then?" my mind demands. "You'll be depressed! Sad everyday, I wont have it! Stay in the friend zone."

Before my heart could counter this my phone goes off and I snatch it up.

It's HIM!!!

"Hey. This is going to sound so random. You're a close friend and it's great, but I was wondering if you'd like to go to the movies sometime this week?"

"HA!!" I shout, and my heart beats triumphantly. I wait for a few minutes before replying, not wanting to seem eager. Then I text back.

"Sure, sounds like a plan."

Sounds like a plan?! Why not "I'd love to or something??"

"Don't act eager!" my mind snaps, and I roll my eyes as my phone goes off, another text.

"Great! I cant wait to see you."

I stare at the screen. Then I laugh. And keep laughing. And laugh so more. This is crazy I cant believe it!

Throwing caution and mind to the winds, I reply.

"Cant wait to see you either. In fact I was going to text you if you didn't text me. xXx."

He replies with five kisses.

"xXxXx."

So! Hehe. It's springtime.

The time of love. The time of people to get hitched or find new love.

WHICH IS GREAT!!!! 😀

Makala Thomas 🙂

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A Love From The Past…

A Love From The Past…

The first time I’ve seen you in six years…
At my friend’s cousin’s Ball.

I’m grown up now, older and more mature than I was when we loved each other…
Young and wild in our teens.
People tried back then to control our feelings for one another, just each other…

I think all these wonderful things
While I stare at you amazedly…
Someone whispers in your ear
And you turn and look at me.
My heart races as we lock eyes,
Emotions pouring from us both,
So many words in just a gaze
Before you put your glass down
And start to walk to me
The same time
That I start to walk to you.

Men shoot you angry looks
As you smile and I return it,
Men who were rejected moments
Before you saw me.
Instead of ignoring you return the look, pleasing me…

Though time has passed, you still seem to feel that magnetic pull I have on you, like you have on me.
We cant get the words out.
There’s so much to say, so little time.

The Ball ends in less than an hour.
Before I can ask how you are the music changes to something beautiful, slow…
Amazing like the expression on your face.
Without words you take my hand,
And walk me to the dance floor.

The dancers back away to give us room, as if this were our wedding day.
My friends have heard about the love of my life before fate separated us,
Before destiny brought us back together.

Your steady breathing soothes me,
Like it did so long ago…
Your fingers weaving through my hair.
We may as well not have seen each other in a week instead of six years,
For our feelings haven’t changed.

It feels like there are no eyes upon us as we slow dance, our own silent reunion.

The song ends.

The applause sounds faded as we gaze at each other, your face intent…

Before my arm is grabbed and my best friend shouts I was brilliant,
Whisking me into the crowd to get a drink and gossip.
But now that I’ve seen you, I don’t want to be with her when I can be with you.

I pull away, looking around…
Just in time to see you exit the hall.
Moments later your car pulls off…
You’re gone again.

Suddenly I feel need that drink.
I feel like I’m going to faint.
How long until I see you again?
Another six years? Never?
Were you even here to begin with?
Was I merely dancing with a stranger,
Suffering a moonlight mirage?

I don’t want to know.

I don’t need to know.

I just want to go home.

I bid everyone goodbye and hurry out, into my car.
I’m not far from home.
I’m too dazed to glance around before I park.
I grab my handbag, get out the car, slam the door and storm towards my house-
Before I shriek out loud.

Because I see you waiting for me,
Leaning against your car with a smirk.
You tell me I haven’t changed, that you knew if you left, I would have also.
I tell you you’re still smug when it comes to me and you, but you wave that off.
Whatever you’re about say
Doesn’t leave your mouth,
Because mine is on yours.
A five star kiss back then, it’s a
Twelve star six years later.

That hazy feeling has come over me, like before, but unlike and like before, you’re here to steady me.
You take my keys and slide one in the lock- the right key the first try.

I can feel my heart racing.
As we step indoors I realise
We couldn’t catch up during
Our limited time at the Ball-
Which is the reason why you left.

We couldn’t choose what to do
Surrounded by people,
But now, in my house,
We’re alone…

Completely alone.

Makala VP Thomas

A Bittersweet Ending.

A Bittersweet Ending.

If you don’t care I won’t care either.
I’m still humble as ever, not an arrogant diva.
My heart is full of love to attain,
Broken once, but never again.
You’re all for yourself so I will be too…
And really, I feel sad for you.
You say you have a real cold heart,
And that is what tore us apart.
The memories I will keep sacred…
For everything, you can’t be hated.
I wish you the best and say good luck…
About you, I won’t give a fuck.
I’m tired of playing this stupid game
First a story of love, now a story of pain.
I wanted to be your only, it’s true,
And now I say goodbye to you.
I’m moving on, it’s no big thing
Or like I wore a wedding ring.
A new chapter begins and an old one ends…
And no, I don’t think we can still be friends.
I’m done now, there’s no make up pending…
This is what I call
A Bittersweet Ending.

By Makala VP Thomas.

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