The soul mate continues to exist
But the connection is lost
The friends and their lives go on
But the friendship doesn't
The object is still there
But the desire isn't
The memories linger on
But the future is aborted
The possibilities will remain
But reality has conquered
The pain in the heart persists
But the disease is cured
Often I will be reminded
Of what might-have-been
The delusional sensations
Of my phantom limb
2 comments:
It's time for us to stop counting our losses and gains.
Right. I'm slowly trying to live each day without counting, judging, analyzing...
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