Adieu to love
Stylistically speaking, I'm not the most romantic of writers. But that doesn't stop me from having my moments. Just check out the small poem I wrote today. While it is a little close to home, for the large part its based entirely in fiction. Here it is: Adieu to Love My eyes are shut and I hear, your laughter, filled with joy. Its aria echoes in my ears, resonates with my soul. Yet I will stand here and say naught, for you must have him. He whom you so desire, the object of your passion. The one for whom your heart beats, And the center of your universe. How strange then that I am sorrowful, Since twas me that wraught this union. Twas me that cradled your dreams, and watched over them. Held your hand when the one you adore, Gave you much pain, Became a pillar to your crumbling love, through the times when hoplesness surrounded you. And told you time after time, that the two of you were fated. How childish of me to be hateful, of the one that I placed within your arms. How loath