Sunday, January 28, 2007

Elegy written on the death of a short love story

How long, how short wont you tell me when
Did it end? Would it start ?
Searing pain creates more doubt
A few tears some unexplainable fears
Right now a lost vacant feel
Some haunting memories of soothing nights
We uncovered dreams
Searched for tomorrows
Sought out yesterdays
And today we walk away like strangers
An act of fate?