I see you there
I see you.
Not able to do anything but see you.
I reach out to touch you and I am faced with the realiztion that I shall never hold you again.
On the darkest nights I whisper your name. It brings no comfort to my dying heart.. But I someohow find comfort in the trail of pain that you have so carelessly left behind.
The pain reminding me, yes you have loved once.
Could I touch again? One more tender touch?
Or will I face tomorrow knowing that you are forbidden fruit?
To love once... and be broken..
Is it greater to not have loved at all?
Which I wonder, Is the lesser of two evils?
Unable to hold the completion of your heart...
Mmmm.. No words can speak the pain.. No tune can touch the emotion..
Will I live now, untouchable by the world?
Closed off and secure.. Not willing to know love again.. For I have loved once..