Almost Her Poem by Samael Wolf

I know that I swear by instincts
most times they are correct
but one can override them
short circuit them,
as I have proven to myself.

It seemed like a dream
like I finally found home
a warm serenity that I had
never known.

She became my everything
all I had ever dreamed of
was there next to me,
she was all I had ever wanted.

A sweet loving note tucked
into my lunch, which I read
with goofy grin at work,

racing home for that hello kiss,
is some but not all
of what I miss.

I keep hope that it will
all fade away
But it still haunts me
to this very day.
Amor animi arbitrio sumitur, non ponitur -

We choose to love, we do not choose to cease loving,
I chose to love her,
she chose to leave
I ignored the warning
she chose to decieve.

She was almost Her.