Saturday, September 26, 2015

Unrequited Love

Last night - I see her again 
She is engaged to my friend 
She seems to have withered with time 
Her beauty is still etched in my mind 

We talk a bit and talk some more 
We connect like we never did before 
Her eyes are puffy, she looks strained 
The conversation dissolves our pain 

Suddenly all Jealousy evaporates
 And is replaced by a fuzzy feeling 
Somehow I feel glad 
That my love was unrequited 

The mystery and charm of the unknown 
Is far more alluring than what we own 
And I am smitten with the thought 
That some love stories are best 
left unwritten

- Charles

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