I live alone, dealing with the shattered memories of a life torn apart, wondering if there's any reason to keep looking for that which was torn from me so many years ago...
I see her walking to me... is that her? is that the one my heart has longed for and hardly dared to dream possible? She speaks to me gently, softly, as she always have, yet she does not know me.
My heart breaks in sorrow, as she walks away, ignorant of the tortuous minutes of my hoping against hope and the devastation that is mine.
I only hope she finally sees who I am, and that I'm the one she's always wanted...will my heart ever be whole again? Will our love ever be the same? Can i live another day without her? Or suffer the torture of her in someone else's arms?
I don't know what to do with these emotions...They've been locked away for so many years...How did she do it? How did she wipe all my defenses away so fast? Oh woe is me. For i know not what to do.
How do I convince her of my love... Of my passion and desire for her? How can she ever know how much she is loved, and how beautiful she is?
Every look she gives me is like daggers to my soul, and her pain is felt in my deepest being. This love is unquenchable, and in her smile the sun is dwarfed, she is full of light, and I wish with all my heart she would open her eyes and see.