Unknown Love, An Illusion
Oh dear love, what an illusion
Yet the only object I have left to desire,
Failing to find the key I can’t grasp
Engulfed by a raging fire.
To pit myself so recklessly against
A most insurmountable foe,
Well that’s just so cliché, so me
The most unlovable person life could know.
Whether it be confidence I lack in stride
Or perhaps just unworthy of love,
My dream of it I lay at my own feet
Trampled upon as push became shove.
My heart has wanted nothing more
Than to be a half to another’s whole,
To feel something other than emptiness
To understand the aching within my soul.
Finding a summation of my world
Is it blonde hair, are they blue eyes?
Seeking only an affirmation
An answer to all my lingering why’s.
Whether or not I ever find that person
I leave at the altar of fate
I pray I just arrived early instead
Arriving just that moment too late.