Like dead stars her light shines upon the dark shadows of my melancholic grace.
A beauty once enamoured, yet forever gone.
I did not realize that a decade it would take to cease this raging storm
stronger than a bullet be
I thought that not time, distance, nor death will suffice
but she was long gone.
I have loved, failed and loved again –
all the while loving the one that can never be
Lately did I realize that ’tis love of mine was not hers to keep
for she was long gone.