Fathoming

Why do people in love
Always want the assurance that
They too were loved?
They want to fathom
if a person
Loves them back.
And if they are not
They look for that love,
From another person
And keeps coming back and
Looking for that sad illusion
To be a reality?

Well, I say go get a life,
Move on and get over it
But as they say-easier said than done.
But time as the greatest healer
Will take away all the pain,
And what will remain
Are ugly wounds
That will only ache
With pain and longings
An empty vacuum,
During winter time

 Sunday, April 11, 2010 at 6:54am