Losing the Grip On Reality and Time
None of my secrets could be darker than yours,
and as raging rivers cutting through prairies;
your haste missed what my words revealed;
crying out the beautiful word, " Love " scared you indeed.
Wouldn't it been much easier to have shown honesty
and banished any doubt that made you lose
the grip on reality and time? If someone refuses
to deal with the dilemma she has caused:
what can be done to prevent it from happening?
I suggest you forget me and the thoughts spoken
to charm a lonely man whose seduced heart
couldn't give up the one who made him dream in daylight.
Sometimes sudden revelation hurts more that hidden pain,
a pain that was meant to reveal desire...
a desire felt but never fulfilled as a promise;
and who asks this question, " Do you love me or not? "
Having two broken hearts is a real tragedy...
two souls seeking love, denying the possibility
of ever being together in life and death;
then what is the best solution for us:
to end it before obsession becomes madness...
turning a bright dream into ugly darkness?
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