Love
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
Slowly and silently,
it crept into our frantic lives.
Determined to leave us with memories,
those that would last us a lifetime.
We grew up in a world of innocence,
we were fed with dreamy fairytales.
We wanted to take the plunge,
we wanted to love like there was no tommorow.
Yet the rolling of the years,
makes us realise it is not just a four letter word.
It encompasses so much more,
it drives you high and makes you cry.
With love comes responsibility,
with love comes desires.
With love comes painful acknowledgements,
where is the purity of yesteryear?
Yet the tatters of the old,
the embedded scars left resided;
they drive me down a path,
a path that threatens to break us apart.
I wish to hold you again,
I wish to say the words that matter.
Yet I know I may not be able to hold on to you,
not when I can't hold on to my sanity.
Sometimes loving you is a contradictory route,
realisation pushes me to the cliffedge.
Loving may not be possessing,
loving can be surrendering.
Most importantly,
loving you is a way of healing my soul.
Yet if I unwillingly hurt yours at the end of the road,
can I, shall I, do I, still say
I love you?
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