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No, I hadn't lost all hope.
Not yet.
The ounce that was left still swung my emotions
In a drunken rage of passion
Persuaded my contradictory voices
That I should give it one more shot.
And so after a few lifetimes
Consisting of the rise and fall of my soul
My heart was triumphantly before its pinnacle
Or mercifully laid to rest on its deathbed.
I would live or die again in just one moment.
Before I knew it, unrequited love ceased to exist
Revelations revealed
And disclosures demystified
Transformed the horrors of acrimony
Into the extremes of ecstasy.
I still cannot believe the truth.
The cavities of my heart have been filled
With the renewal of sentiment and affinity.
For so long have I hid in the comfort of shadows
But you reached out your hand
So we could fly across
The sky of applauding stars
And an approving moon.
I look back, of course
And wonder if I could ever leave the past
A haven I was so accustomed to living in.
Could I leave back a love
A first love
And simply go on with life?
But I turn back towards you
And reply with a smile
Cause leaving the past behind
Isn't so hard to do anymore.