of the moon

of the moon

Monday, 28 May 2012

why I lost him...

The gifted present

To everyone I ever loved:

My love for you tomorrow was vast enough
that I never loved you now
Through time my love grew in the was
Which hid the present within the present
Now I’m stuck in love that was, stealing from love that shall
Devoid from hope of love that will
I end the love that could
From then till there I never once loved you there and then
To everyone I never loved:

I love you now


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