A brief moment (A coincidence)

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    A brief moment (A coincidence)

    Did u love me then? Did u ever? But u love me now? How funny.

    When love was nowhere u left me, like a child looking for its' mother or unwanted & the attention went somewhere else. Why did u leave?

    Abundant, I thought at a time till there was no more. Till u felt that there was no need & so love's battle of the hearts began. (13yrs down the drain).

    Are u empty? Missing the call to feel a body by your side. I guess, nevermore at least here. I thought that I would never endure such misery , until love left...untill u left.

    Shattered by the weight that is now no more. ( U still wanted someone else). Love caused a haunting that made me appreciate & everwant. So, I became that calling, that thought to think of or about.

    Love lost a battle when the sides weren't feuding. Cause' it wasn't there...at least for u, but it was always ther 4 me. I was the calling. I was haunted...by u.

    But now that things have changed. U see this & love is anew. The battle is over, the sides rescended, a new love found by the everwanting of another.

    To be the body of yours no more, but, sombody's body.
    Ironic is it? That the sides have turned & u are what I was years when we were.

    Changed? Yes, but for the better & for someone else, besides myself & as abundant as ever.

    I loved u then, though now is a different story, see I & she are happy. And with me, she is the inspiration & support that u were not. She is of me. Love has won this war... for me.....for us.

    Yes, its' been 2yrs, 3months, 4days, 5hours, 6minutes, & 7seconds. To bad love isn't in the heart for u as it was before, but, it was nice to see u again.

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.