the maverick poem

The Maverick

When she entered my life, it was a moment of epiphany,
No words required, her presence was a symphony,

She talked about eccentric dreams and theories,
She left the room spellbound with mind-bending stories, 

She’d never lose her temper, she never complained,
She loved the snowfall and danced whenever it rained, 

She spoke her mind with audacity, never a hint of hesitation,
She was the smartest person I knew, the best source of information,

She was the love of my life, my greatest obsession,
Opening up to her felt better than any therapy session,

A master of mind games, she almost broke my brain,
She deciphered my weaknesses and drove me insane,

She pulled my strings and I cursed under my breath,
I swore to myself she would be the cause of my death,

But without her around was only gloom and emptiness,
Alongside my dull existence, she was a volcano of happiness,

The mere sight of her diffused warmth into every pore,
Silence from her side always shook me to the core,

“Missing me?” she would ask with a grin too sly,
Everyone could tell she gave me wings and made me fly,

One day she walked away, disappeared into thin air,
Colors faded, flowers wilted, my heart sank in despair,

Every time I pushed her away, she’d ask me why?
I never imagined she’d leave without saying goodbye,

She once said “when I’m gone, no use knocking at my door, 
She kept that promise, even wiped her footprints off the floor,

I lost her just like that; did I deserve this grief?
She stole my heart; that maverick was a thief!

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