Hiding From Existence

How easy it is not to be sought or seen, hiding from existence, missing its eloquence... when feelings resurge to question the misery of what has been. Why does one choose moods of loneliness and turn into a lurking shadow, then rest under a solitary willow? Why be the friend of solitude, instead of sunshine on spring days? That's what made me hide, not living fully and loving happily; avoiding sunlight, awaiting darkness and fall asleep on a cold pillow to emit sighs of painful sorrow. Did I ever think how beautiful it was to hold hands and smile while moonbeams inspired fantasy? No, I hid from the beautiful moon of midnight denying myself the sweetness of gentle words spoken by lips that had the sincerity of a true heart; how I regret the unwillingness to share those hugs! Be warned that hiding from existence is another form of perfidious pretense: to go unnoticed and not being loved; are you willing to pay the same price, or choose to love like the ones who failed twice? Learn from them and share their joyful world!