I have felt so much that I am numb.
It’s only momentary, long enough to breathe -
then sigh.
The emotion comes rushing back all too soon.
Romance is what every heart secretly hopes for;
In the light of the moon, a lover’s wish.
And my romantic heart with all it’s pangs & bruises
Is left empty again . . . wondering.
I feel the pain creep back in,
Icicles form on my insides -
with dread and doubt -
But nevertheless, inevitably, always comes the pain.
So, in these moments where my soul feels nothing -
I cherish everything.
My heart may be destined to woe and cry -
But that’s the price I pay for romance.


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