Monday 5 April 2010

SONNET V - HOPELESS ROMANTIC

It's not love's end that breaks my heart in two;
It's not the empty hand or faded smile;
It's not the loss of things we used to do;
It's losing dreams that made my life worthwhile,
and letting go of hope that kills my heart --
that turns my flesh into an icy tomb
that, living still, my soul cannot depart,
in chains of pain that Death cannot consume.
For all the things I'd hoped would come to pass
are living still within Love's lifeless corpse.
I feel them there, still living, but alas
they're gone, save those my hopeful vision warps.
   Love's end is not the cause of death it seems,
   but when you turned away, you killed my dreams.

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