Tired........ withdrawn.
Just feeling better off alone.
Time spins by.........Days to weeks.
I don't even wonder why...........
I took a look.. was sad to see
That what I seek...
Now lives only in story books....
Called fairy tales.
I could cry to know I will not feel again.
Captive passion ... held from within.
A heart that seeks something that is dead and gone.
Buried somewhere beneath this life of cell phones.
To feel so special....... as if this moment is here for you.
In someone's eyes you'll be their world........
The reason they smile .....I guess that feeling is gone too.
I am told to forget let go of the dreams I held and had.
To settle for second best really isn't all that bad.
But I keep remembering how it felt to love with all my heart.
And some dreams I cannot let part............
I still want the old time fairy tale......
Where love flourished and did not go stale.
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but then you get to move forward again and it's better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. So 'they' say, but what do 'they' know? You know and I know that to be in love and to feel loved can be everything, and to live without it can make you feel meaningless and empty. A really good write Happy - straight from the heart..
process...
yet one that can bring
us to the very core of
our most hidden need
and longings.
Clearly you listen to
the intimacy of your
process, for you have
not relinquished a
dream that you know
exists...
that of authentic Love.
Peace within and around
you, HGL ~
There is such sadness conveyed in Fairy Tales; but, I believe in fairy tales so keep remembering how it felt to love with all my heart. As Frank Sinatra would croon, "Fairy tales can come true, it can happen to you If you' re young at heart..." (songwriters: Johnny Richards, Carolyn Leigh).
I believe they do exist outside story books.
They are rare indeed and perhsps more modern
that olde but stars and romance and majic
moments do happen....perhaps that is why they
are so special.
To settle for second best really isn't all that bad.
But I keep remembering how it felt to love with all my heart.
And some dreams I cannot let part............
I still want the old time fairy tale......
Where love flourished and did not go stale.
Keep the faith Happygolucky fairy tales exist because the world is full of all sorts of possibilities
Very sweet and honest poem