Shawn Breslin Michael
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What about the now? I ask.
One of us could be gone tomorrow, and one of us, (the living) would be wishing we had lived differently.
Maybe I have a great amount of romantic feelings, and I cannot expect reciprocation?
For that reason, among many, I will never know the warmth of true love.
No, not another can match my intense wonder, in the imaginative surreal reality
Of loving another completely.
In that way, love is a cruel hammer!
To know of love and have not the love of the other, is far worse than to never have known any love.
If my beloved forsakes me, but always...