Friday, February 5, 2010

A Loveless Love

Our Words..

spill out in no particular order;

Like Water

frozen on a lake; dry but wet;


Us,

falling apart for no particular reason;

Me,

frozen in a dreammare; in love but in hate.


Where is the end

to this long, cold, frozen lake

that has been filled,

with years of tears shed, and frozen

by our mutual hate?


Let's awake;

let's separate;

and find a love that could be great;

for you, for me;


for them...


the unknown hearts that wait in their own lake,

yearning for the love that we now waste.

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