So many days,
begin and end,
this way.

The times we could have had.
The love we shared,
may have all been an act.

I fell for you,
like a boulder,
in a river.

You found a man,
whose heart knew,
no limits.

Whose heart was,
ready to share.

The sadness,
you said you,
found in my eyes,
came from a place,
of forty years,
worth of rejection,
and of dejection.

You seized upon,
that fear,
and you created,
a chasm,
covered it with love,
and waited for me to fall in.

You took every ounce,
of my love,
of my strength,
and of my trust,
and played me hard.

You pulled all those strings,
until I heard the melody,
and then you watched me fray.

I’m lost at the helm,
against those tidal waves,
but I find my heart,
growing colder,
the darkness will continue,
to envelope me,
I will harness this energy,
and ride these waves,
of this storm.

I shall spread my wings,
and take flight.

I remembered once,
you said the brain,
was the strongest organ.

Once again you are wrong,
because no one can stop a heart,
and a soul,
propelled by love,
or propelled by hate.

Those two are not constructs of the mind,
they are constructed by the heart,
they cannot be thought,
but only felt,
it is logic,
that can be driven by the mind.

Neither love nor hate,
are logical endeavors.

Emotions can be controlled,
but to feel them,
to harness their power,
and to experience life,
is the true calling,
of humanity.

If it is only love or hate,
that shall remain,
then feel carefully.

Because there is no choice.