Where is the love, lust and all encompassing passion?
Waves of euphoria replaced by a deep depression.
I thought it was more than just a temporary liaison.
It was mind body and soul, not a forbidden distraction.
A perfect life? Reality bites it was but an illusion.
Right wrong? I don't know,certainty is replaced by confusion.
I am feeling the pull of time...it's my form of regression
I hate these feelings,my pain my only expression.
I am afraid that you have formed the wrong impression.
I don't want you to hate me,I just wanted a decision.
Happiness quickly followed by mistrust and superstition.
What you do feels like a form of oppression.
Thoughts of you conjure up hurt anguish and aggression.
I have done nothing wrong, loving you ...my only confession.
A future? only dreams...never meant to come to fruition.
We could have been happy if we'd only given ourselves permission.
I know it was all in my mind...quite an exquisite delusion.
When all is said and done I have learnt a valuable lesson.
I need to stop this destructive obsession.
We were never meant to be one another's  prize possession.