I have loved

Within me I search words to describe him by

But all I manage, is to cry

I go about my life as though he never existed

Though deep within, he never exited

I never loved another or 'felt' loved by another

so in sync as; he and I together

I will outgrow this someday, to myself I think

But no denying that I am weak

I will need the universe in its entirety at my aid

For I am and always will be afraid

To love, have, give, only to lose, hurt and pain

Unless it is him, that I fall for again

It is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. With this I am content.

It never ended.

So we broke up, Tim and I,

All I do now is dance to the song,

In the safe of my broken heart,

Dripping from my soft lips,

The song that never ended.

Hidden behind this pile of paperwork,

I’m immersed in great sadness,

Engulfed in profound loneliness,

My feet tapping away to the song,

The song that never ended.

All I did Monday evening,

In my delicate shiny robe,

Alone in the empty house,

Was dance under the dim lights,

To the song that never ended.

With every turn, I felt you beside me,

With every step, your silky lips necking me,

With every swirl, was your easy touch,

With every dip, I fell into your loving arms,

And just like before the song never ended.