Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Unspoken Feelings

I can't help but wonder if in that place,
There was a room for a heart less than whole:
I will never know how the touch of your skin feels,
For I am so afraid my heartstrings will soon be exhausted.

I don’t know exactly how to express my inner feelings,
But I suppose it is too late now to dream of us:
Just for a moment's passing in the stream of time,
You will someday see how complete you'd have made me.

But now I see that I must give up what I most need,
I must go back hiding in my broken skin:
I must now stop chasing the elusive shadow,
And more so, dust off myself and start all over again.

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