Sonnet

Sonnet BY HEROLD OSMOND OWOSEB How do I say that which I am not permitted to say? How do I live each day pretending that what I feel is not real? Who do I tell about this I feel each day? Who will remove this desire within me to be with you? I live each day as if I no longer exist but this reminds me that I still breathe. It reminds me that every breath I take carries the memory of you. Is it worth living if I do not live with you? The future talks about someone else I am to love. The future does not lie but today is more a friend to me than the future. I just wish that the future would change how today looks like. What if I tell the future that I much rather live only for yesterday for yesterday is more fulfilling. Although the future may be hundred percent right, it changes not what today holds. I am not permitted to question the future so I much rather live today with the thought of yesterday Until I reach the future one day. December 2013