Wishes and Fears

February 25, 2001

We all have them. They haunt me everyday. They're visible only to me and through my thoughts.


It's hard to love someone, so selflessly care so much that nothing matters. No matter how much pain, mental and emotional anguish they cause, you still believe with all your heart, that they're worth every moment you spend thinking about the what if's. How much time does one actually spend thinking of these people? Too much of a lifetime. And you still care even though you know, it's not equal on both sides. You hope against hope that someday, they'll realize who you are, how you feel. Only to find that they'll never know, because you can't let them in. And you still know you'll never be the same, once that piece of your heart is taken, or given away. A part of you is lost if there isn't a piece in return. And all hopes, all dreams, wishes and fears, either found or shattered...with one look, one word. Those you wait forever to hear, but you won't, cause you didn't. Too much fear.

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