Undone

maybe it was the way your words glowed so full of promise, wrapping them around my heart I wondered why I didn't feel warmth didn't feel the need I was certain existed between every syllable around every context how could there not be? I heard it I listened and still, no heat you said it I believed it I trusted somehow you tossed it maybe somewhere around your endless braggadocio gibber, jabber bloviation what? why bother with blowhards empty headed at best babbling on about drivel till sunset...