Love's Destiny




It’s hard to tell you anything,
You live in the now,
Never think of the future,
Yet I must,
For my destiny waits there,
That scythe edge raised so high,
Shiny and sharp,
Ready to cut out my heart,
When you depart...

You want love now,
Will have it,
Seek it out,
When it tries to flee...

But what about me...?

When you are gone,
What shall I be?
The broken heart of tomorrow,
Waits for me today...

I read something today,
Heard it too,
And somehow it struck me,
As so damn true ...

This modern age,
Where love flies by
Electronically
Where all strive to make you believe
They are real,
Not just after some cyber feel...

I laugh,
And weep,
And tear my hair,
But in the end,
Life is not fair...

You come to me,
With your heart on your sleeve,
How can I look away?
How can I not stay?

Yet,
I am invisible,
A group of electrons
Flying through the air,
Captured by your heart,
And I wonder why I care...

Someone said to me,
“I'm trying to be strong,
For when he is gone,
I can still live,
But never love again...”

And he said to her;
“If things don’t work out,
Can I return?
Will you keep the door open?”

And I wondered,
Why he didn't think of her...
Of what she would feel
When he left to taste the world...

And if it didn’t work out,
He would return...

Damn!
I wanted to tell her,
Don’t you dare!
Let him rot in hell!

But she smiled sadly,
Knowing what I was thinking
And said;

“I love him,
And only time will tell,
If he is real,
If somehow we can manage to steal
A little happiness from the world...”

If it don’t work out,
He will return...

So the gift is his to give,
And hers to refuse,
But she won’t...
It is our destiny you see,
To love our men,
And never be loved in return…

Unless it doesn’t work out-

And it made me think of us…
Why is your happiness,
So much more important than mine?
Why would I wait for destiny to raise,
That scythe and cut out my heart?

I guess,
I too am hoping,
Things won’t work out,
And one day
You will return to me,
With your heart as a gift...

I hope I have the strength,
To refuse...


See,
You say;
“Don’t think of the future!”
But the future is coming…
I feel it,
Here in my heart-

And I know I must be strong,
So behind every smile is sadness,
And behind every,
I love you-
Is goodbye...