to delve within,
expressing how
I'd imagine myself
being in your life,
for love is uncertain.
the harmonious imbalance
of wonder; is there hope?
or will I stay broken?
searching for what is,
or will be. my ambiguity.
though could this only
be a wept dream?
two divine souls
interconnecting
being in a deep
unforetold love
is an unknown nature
to my given reality,
it seems the moments
of sorrow still haunt me
the fear of unknowing
is the burden of my
very own reasoning.
for all I know...
love is uncertainty