Hastening to write a few lines
Just to keep you alive in my mind
I now know that it was not just an infatuation
There is more
I am able to filter out the little lust, now that you have been away and I know
Not a day goes by without me wondering if you wanted the same things as I
But acceptance is, that I never had the guts and probably you thought of me as a friend
And then complexity kicked in, along with lesser people to talk to
What a shame
A feeble flame of hope drags n flickers
I.e. if ever paths cross again
And the last thing that I will want to do is hurt our loved ones
Not compromising that one aspect, till such time that the stars align, I know I will have run a thousand stories in my head, without you knowing ione
Sounds like a loser?
Yes, hence losers need to be very careful, lest they lose what they already have, and that's why the turmoil
Things that you don't have control over, how do you deal with? For these are, matters of the mind and not just chemistry. In fact they should have called it physics because it started with matching some wavelength and a hoarse voice
I could go on, but that may not be very productive.
I will visit you again, here.
Saturday, February 9, 2019
Dairy of a Cow
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