#14 (And Hence Love Waned)
AND HENCE LOVE WANED The once irrefutable belief That love is forever Became a lie with her departure, Her newfound ignorance and anger Following me everywhere like a shadow Clouding my thoughts, making me grieve Reminiscing the beautiful times we had. Oh we held hands, talked like friends And maybe, just maybe, had fallen for each other, We’d walked miles smiling and laughing, Teasing, getting closer than ever been Ashes to ashes is now what it is With the fire ceased and now the smoke Hanging between, rendering us unfamiliar. Matters of the heart, as they say, Beguiles the mind, and puppeteers the tongue, With eyes not seeing much far beyond apparent sublimity And the thoughts staying hence on impression and admiration. Now with the notions of ‘love’ ebbing The heart sits alone, crying and the mind, restless Desperate and addicted to the intimacies of the past. -F. Julian