With an unrequited love
When your passion’s exultation,
Finding refuge is not enough


It strikes me that sometimes you unnecessarily need to compete. I don't have a problem with this, or you, I just wonder about the implications for you in the long-run.

No matter what you say, I can think how I like, and what I like. Sometimes the concept of personal space is lost.

You're throwing around the L-word like there's no tomorrow, despite me making it clear things were never going to happen. And (then) still you claim your intentions are not what they seem.


Oh, memories, where’d you go?
You were all I’ve ever known.
How I miss yesterday
And I let it fade away

H.