22-6-12

22-6-12

Shall I write about love again

There are many more that we cannot tell of

Many more times yet unborn, unwritten

Did you know how much you could mean to me? 

For you know the life we could leave?

I am how brining to learn that I can never have you

And knowing I cannot possesses my soul

It is all I can say

You are the one who could have so much 

You are the one with wings

I will not break them

I will not ask you not to fly

But I cannot just stay here

Like a motionless trees and wait for your return

I cannot 

So I plead

Please my heart stop loving her so softly and slowly

This will not end well

I cannot begin to guess what else she has in store. 

But too much you ache my heart for her