Voices

An extended soliloquy,
A muse of my paramour,
What will never be,
Tainted forevermore.

From the Fragments of a Shattered Mind...

"...and so the twists of life has robbed us of our youth..."

"...there lies a pain more than unrequited love; that of love unconsummated..."

"...we are but complex, nothing more, nothing less..."

"...no more hope, but only desire to hold and caress..."

"...the knowledge of the eventuality of where this leads us renders that which is finite all the more bittersweet... "

"...detours that lead ever so close but not meet..."

"...kindred spirits of the starlight and rustling leaves..."

"...that we know the failings of each other is but one and the same of those which we love and hope never change..."

Proseac: Random quotes. Inspired.