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To love, unrequited
It’s better to have loved, and lost, after all.
Oh you are the waning moon of my life
You are the echo’s call that never returns.
Your silence wrecks me
as I hope for more
and wish we were never acquainted.
I thought I could do without you
and the truth is, in my mind,
I know I can.
But, why does life seem intoxicatingly good with you around?
What bittersweet memories do you evoke in me?
What secrets do you hold in your mysterious past
That bind me, to you.
While you stay unmoved and steady
I tremble, bloom, and waver
in anticipation.
I continue to yearn,
tending to my roses in restless frustration.
I tell myself, I don’t need you
I hope and try to forget you
I’m attempting to take shelter
before the next big storm.
But, a great storm has already passed
And has weathered me, for the better.
