These are the nights I ponder,
I'm missing being held,
I miss your loving arms,
Things started so well.
Wordless looks- an anchor,
It weighs down my heart down,
In the sea of tears,
Those who look on frown.
It is such a sad sight to see,
A love that's been relinquished,
Should the flame spark again,
Or remain diminished?
Or should the heart love another,
Would it be a treason.
These I ponder daily,
No answer I receive to with it reason..
9/27/09
Unsettling
Posted by D.A.L. at 12:01 AM
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