Choosing Whom To Love... Is An Unsolved Dilemma

Choosing whom to love...is an unsolved dilemma, we humans seldom attest; how can love be shared equally among the ones who delight our very heart? I can't love one person more than the other, it's utter unfairness on my part; what troubles me is to whom I'll give the deserving affection that can last... If many haven't loved me or touched me in the simplest, truest way: I can go past that; and wouldn't hold it against them, but what I will tell them is to be my friends and chat. And the saddness of the matter is that friends aren't like God who's ever-present; they live among us for a short while, then they depart to begin their jeourney's quest. Many dark days have see me waiting on someone like a hopeless beggar: bitter, cold and sad; no nickels, dimes or quaters were tossed into my coffee cup I held up with a trembling hand. Fate, unfair fate will there be a time when you'll show me sympathy, and not embitter me? If another chance at being loved were given to me, I wouldn't forfeit it when it accosts me. . Choosing whom to love...is an unsolved dilemma, causing confusion to clearly think and pause; not all can be certain of hearing that they are truly loved by offering them a beautiful rose. Copyright 2009 by Andrew Crisci