They say the heart is just a muscle
that love it cannot really know;
then why do I feel mine breaking
as I am watching you go?

What we had is now lost to me
and it fills me with both regret and wonder:
Regret that I wasn't enough for you
and wonder if it's my destiny to be with another.

"There will be another," my friends all say,
"and how to love you right, they will know."
I only wish they are correct because I can't bear
another heartbreak like when I let you go.

*(c)emeraldine087

Man is flawed and limited.
He ages; he forgets; he dies.
Though imperfect, he can conceive
ideals that are far bigger than him.
Man is capable of imagining,
of profound thought, of love...

Man is a god in a mutable shell.
He creates; he alters; he kills.
Though sublime, he is constrained
by his own mortality and occasional bigotry.
Man has power to belittle,
to judge, to ridicule...

Man is such a beautiful paradox; man is a great mystery
For in his sheer deficiency resides infinity.

In one beat of his heart resonates eternity...

They say you can’t fix what ain’t broken;
You can’t complete what’s already whole.
You can’t covet one who is already another’s
You don’t teach compassion to one with no soul.

What need, then, do we have of love
when it may be nothing but an illusion?
Why else would you still have need of another
when separation is a foregone conclusion?

If that’s to be believed as gospel truth
then I don’t need you and never did.
But I can’t seem to convince myself,
Or keep my longing and regret firmly hid.

You can’t complete what’s already whole,
A maxim that I believe in, still.
Yet the truth is: you complete me and I need you,
And perhaps I always will.

*(c) emeraldine087

Perhaps unrequited love
    is so much better than this--
This love behind bolted doors
    and peppered with midnight trysts.
Drunk with these stolen moments,
    you will never know my pain.
I’m just your ***** secret;
    Maybe I’ve no other name.

what is this before us
          --this sick and twisted thing
          where I'm in love with you
          but you're in love with him?

i just can't let it go,
          this feeling that I have;
          so I do something dumb
          and seek the one you love.

but as fate would have it,
          now he's in love with me;
          thus, we find ourselves here
          in this affair for three.

You came into my life like a blazing meteor,
     Plowing through my skies, all warmth and fire;
        You lit up the darkness that was my yesterday,
           Shattering my walls, I'd thought you planned to stay.
              But you left my orbit just as swiftly as you arrived,
                 a fleeting specter in the night, cunning & contrived
                       that left me broken to behold & hollow inside.
                       I should loathe you for abandoning me, but I cannot.
                  I should tell my heart to love you no more, but I can't stop.
              I cling to what we were and how we used to be
           that I can't seem to see how much you've damaged me.
        Because I loved you, but you just threw it all away -- easy.
    And everyday I ask myself if you had ever found me worthy
or if it had all been just a game to you, to love then leave me.

Don't underestimate me.

Beneath my gentle eyes lies the spirit of a warrior.
Hidden in my soft smile is a battle cry.
Underneath my supple skin is an armor of celestial gold.
Enclosed in my brittle fingers is the hilt of a sword.
Within my mortal heart rests the essence of a goddess.

Let not my gentleness or fragility fool you.

For in this frail body resides the heart of a fighter;
whose spirit knows no defeat,
whose will knows no impossibility,
whose resilience knows no limit.