Bereft

         It was the moment I am bemused when I can't have her anymore, I was stumped when I knew that someone eclipsed me out of her sight. I doggedly prayed for her but it was perplexing, aggrieved at life. It's so absurd that I used metaphors in a farce. She was ubiquitous and I couldn't restrain myself, I was being a loose cannon, trying to overcome my ascetic. I behaved like a Spartan and lost all my eloquence and my thoughts were going surfeit, I lost my conscience and everything seemed wrong and I was the felon infringing the rules of her heart, flagging my presence in all her memories she was frenetic enunciating her plans still I was transgressive, I was never precipitous but wanted to leave her crevice heart surreptitiously. I thwarted her feelings and I am now bereft ?