Shawn Breslin Michael
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