Behold! The agony of love,
Hidden through receipts
In the leather folds of
Pocketed wallets, and
Phantom habits exposed
In ordinary scenes,
Perhaps
On the beachside street
Where
The wind took lead
And all bare witness
To blossoms in Spring.

Behold! The agony of life,
Begging me to ponder:
Do I waver?
and do I waver?
In the face of love.
Do I seek equity
From up above? Or
Shall I trudge ever on
With my naive heart, and
Veteran laugh? Oh,
Shall I linger?

No -
Life and love
Lay dormant
At
The edge of every smile
And in the canyons
Between stale fingers
Where lovers
Once rest, or perhaps
In the words
That come knocking
When we fail to see the door
Momentarily ahead.  

And on I waver, and on
I waver; but the
Face is anew, and we
Trudge forward -
Ever braver.

Born in the age of free love and still paying off the debt.

Does it hurt? Your chest? At night when the lights go out, and the silence creeps in. Do you remember me? Do you rememeber my touch on your skin, my lips pressed to yours? Do you long for me in your sheets once more? Do you? Or have you let another women trace over me. Have you erased the feeling of my lips with the kiss of another. Have you baptized yourself in the screams of a blonde haired beauty as she calls out your name so you can't hear the sobbing in my voice wailing for your love.

Can you see me, Love? When you shut your eyes, do you see my face, long for my embrace, wish you could forget what I meant to you. But what did I mean to you? Did it break your heart to watch me beg for you to stay. How long have you been okay with the thought of losing me. When did your heart forget our love, when did you stop wanting my touch, when did I become someone you could let go. And I know you're never coming back. I just haven't found away to accept t hat. How do I accept that?

Tell me your secret to falling out of love. I'd rip my heart from its cage if you told me it'd ease the pain. Anything to numb the feeling of knowing you're leaving. Soul searching for your soul in the eyes of another. But I don't see you, I don't see you, I just want to feel you. When his lips touched mine, it didn't jumpstart my heart. You've left every aspect of life drenched with your being. I see you in everything. You're haunting me, and taunting me. But it's all in my head, right? Just wake me up. I don't like this nightmare anymore, I'm over it. Just hold me and tell me it's all going to be okay. Tell me you're going to stay.

Even though I see your hearts checked out, leaving in a taxi cab to some new girls pad, this isn't home anymore. The elephant in the room is me. Losing sleep over a guy who doens't want me, but the whole world wants me, just not you. And I don't know what to do. I just keep falling back to you. Lost in a maze of pain, screaming your name, but it'll never be the same again. I just want it all to end. If I don't have you, I have nothing. Nothing worse surviving for. Not anymore, not without you, my Love.

You used to make me feel giddy
Anticipating for our next rendezvous
You used to make me able
To fly around without visible wings

You used to make me see
Things which were not real
You used to make me fight
For justice which was not even fair

You used to make me angry
When you disappeared out of thin air
You used to make me cry
Endless tears while mending my owh so broken heart

You now make me feel proud
Of picking up the shattered pieces you left behind
You now make me feel great
For being the only one wearing the parent cap

You now make me feel nothing
Because really I am the one who I should thank
You now make me feel zero
Because that's what you are, nil, nada, no more

A heart that craves for loves sweet embrace,
for all joy that such love entails.
A mind that bears the scars and wounds,
of when trust and belief in love yet fails.

A heart that longs for shared joy and warmth,
entwined with the passion of one who cares.
Weighted by all the hurt and sad lonely memories,
in a mind that remembers a love it no longer dares.

To love again hearts and minds war is fought,
and frequently though trust in love yet prevails.
Through mind ever conscious there is no one,
the thought by which it constantly assails.

It is said that the saddest love is of an unrequited kind,
and that it leads a soul to deep despair.
Yet I know this to be false for the saddest love,
is to crave love with all you are and to have no one ...
in love to share.