Forbidden

I hate this forbidden feeling.

It's the cause for my sorrow.

Everyone is happy, but me, for this is my burden.

I sit alone watching people smile and caress young faces of loneliness.

Trying to grow a young and ever budding romance

That slowly dies.

They won't be there for long, they need comforting for their stupid mistakes.

The mistake of trying to reach for something that's forbidden.

Only the figment of their imagination,

Of their desires, can tell them of this blessing from hell.

Fooled by those fantsies of prince charming and sleeping beauty,

Of "I love you's" and dances in the silver moonlight.

Love is real , but not for me.

I've reach for the unimaginable, the unreachable,

But failed.

Thought I had love in my grasp, but it was a mirage.

Fairtales and knights in shinnig armour are my sorrowful dreams.

Love is real, but my heart has forbidden it forever more.

3/11/05