Sunday, December 26, 2010

How do you know if it's real?

Are the tears I cry
Not tears of pain?
Are they only to hide
My fear and shame?
Was it just a trick of fate
Is loving just a lie?
Was the yearning I felt
Just a fruit of my pride?
Was it just a moment
Or a lifetime that passed by
Does real love have questions?
Does real love ask why?
Was it just desperation
That caused my death inside?
Or can it be the real love
The same love that you denied
But I can't accept it to be real
For in being so, it would mean
It is as it was before
And I'm the failure I've always been
But whatever it was
Your memories would always remain
And in my mind, it brings me happiness
Unsure if I'd ever have again.

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