The spaces between us were integrating
And so was my state of conscience
She is the reason for my existence
For my soul and the deep state of sense
But even before the realization of dreams
The story took a turn for sad
Before I could even confess
I lost something that I never had
Tragic were the turns through which I went
But surprising was the satisfaction
She is in love with somebody else
Her confession lies in every action
I’m happy for the match she found
As I lack the qualities that he had
My dearest love was still with me
When I lost something that I never had
To bury my desires deep under
And bury through all that I’d been
Make me forget all those evenings
Every instance that we spent and seen
May she always remain happy
This intrinsic desire I always had
But one paradox that still exists
I lost something that I never had
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