My blog contains a large number of posts. A few are included in various other publications, or as attached stories and chronicles in my emails; many more are found on loose leaves, while some are written carelessly in margins and blank spaces of my notebooks. Of the last sort most are nonsense, now often unintelligible even when legible, or half-remembered fragments. Enjoy responsibly.

Thursday, March 16, 2006

After the credits

What do you do when your love’s lost hope?
When you know you will never get what you gave?

Could you resent and not hate.
Would you want to?
Would you have to?

In the end does it matter,
That you’ve seen your life fade?
Your hopes are still shattered,
You life has been paid.

Gone is your hope,
Disappeared is you life.
Never returning, ending in strife.

Wasted on those who cannot repay
Gone in the years of constant decay.

And finally you are all on your own,
Broken and tired and very alone.

Should you have left when you had a chance?
Abandoned hope for new romance?

Would it end the same?

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