I'm not back where I started,
but I'm back in a familiar zone
with familiar feelings of rejection.
I'm back with my old friend:
Love Unrequited,
but this time I'm not falling apart.
There is a strange sense of belonging here,
as if any other place would
be unreal
unfathomable.
I know my way around here,
I know what the road signs mean,
I know where the exit ramp is,
no matter how long it takes
me to get there.
I'm on the expected path
- how could I have thought
there could have been another?
(Itajaí,5 January,2009)
You are my newest inspiration, I do not know how I'm going to go sleep tonight. Love Unrequited is my oldest friend, she has shaped my thoughts and my feelings and become an integeral part of me. True friends are few and far between but she is always there. My best friend?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
haha, i know that place too, i'm surprised we haven't bumped into each other!