What Happens to a Love…
December 19, 2007 by Raatkiranii (K.F.S)
What happens to a love that you're unable to explore, that first spark, that, which starts with temptation?
Does it wither away?
Scorched, burned, a wound that's best left untended? A pain that's best left forgotten?
Scorched, burned, a wound that's best left untended? A pain that's best left forgotten?
Does it remain an unextinguished temptation?
Inappropriate desires, fantasies, reality gone unchecked? Passion fulfilled in dreams?
Inappropriate desires, fantasies, reality gone unchecked? Passion fulfilled in dreams?
Perhaps it becomes a self-doubting, lingering question?
Guilt ridden, what have I done? What am I doing? Should I think this way? Should I feel this way?
Guilt ridden, what have I done? What am I doing? Should I think this way? Should I feel this way?
Maybe, it warps into an unyielding, nagging regret?
Years gone by, time wasted? Chances missed - the ever present, What if?
Years gone by, time wasted? Chances missed - the ever present, What if?
Does it fester; rot you from the inside out?
Make you bitter at not having what you ought, what you deserve?
Make you bitter at not having what you ought, what you deserve?
Or does it remain a youthful bud?
A memory, evergreen, bittersweet, unspoiled? A tear, a sigh, a smile? Never forgotten, a private reminiscence always visited - in the mind, in the heart?
A memory, evergreen, bittersweet, unspoiled? A tear, a sigh, a smile? Never forgotten, a private reminiscence always visited - in the mind, in the heart?
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