Forgotten Love

I choose to forget what pains to remember there are no ifs or reflections of might of beens over is finished and slowly the memory fades. Emptiness besiege me loneliness fulfilled me solitude accompanied me long long ago. What of love, is it real or just an affliction is the joy overwhelms soon to be discarded hurting remains and scars. What of life, do we dare beholden to no one or meek as the masses quiet as a mouse surviving from scraps of the fat cats. Does death play with our souls break down our bodies and rot our will accepting death's hand as he closes our eyes forever. All is a circle on a deceptive cycle round and round we spin to end as we begin. Naked and afraid wanting the touch of security hunger for being needing the arms of love to hold us. Sleepless nights, dreamless nights staring into an abyss of eternal darkness I catch a glimpse of you. Sound of your laughter, the feel of your body a tear streams from my eye I close my eyes and see your face. Broken... the cycle stops once again I reach for your hand and you open my heart with your own.