again ive been trying
trying to grasp the concept
of something i cant pretend to understand.
where does it go after years
of loving without return.
where does it go after its
been abandoned for another.
where does it escape to after all of the
love letters and sweet kisses.
why does it seep out like the cold seeps in..
into these layers of clothing and chills to the bone.
all that i seem to know
is that this potential is greatly
approaching something real..
something beautiful that for once
i cant see the ending from the starting point...