Beautiful Sadness

"Melancholy is the happiness of being sad." Victor Hugo Filled of memories, dreams lost and found and heartaches hugged and embraced, time stands still, laying quietly ticking in wait of everything that was and is never meant to be. I sleep, dulled and delayed by my dreams slipping into futures forgotten and passed with yesterdays anguish awakening, grasping, clutching at my heart in want of your love not given and mine, too easily given away. Melancholy is my seduction, sensual emotion. pleasures endured for need of loving you without return imagined laughter at your amusement that I am blinded by your beauty and innocence and yet, you see me not. Full of hope, passion, lust filling every bone, sinew in my mind this heart cries, weeps unceasingly for the perfection of untouched love that beats and breathes in every salted tear that will forever, long eternally for you. I die quiet and stilled, silenced by these imaginings that tear at my heart and soul and force my mind to false comforts that is not real, to happily cry at loving you. 7/20/19 Writing Challenge 2, July 2019- Melancholy Sponsored by: Dear Heart