How my heart aches for what it no longer has, the sweet passion, the gentle touch of one I love, for all the loss I have endured there is utter desolation in my soul, yet I continue to search for what I have had and yet lost time and again, at times I think I am never to know true happiness, never to rejoice in the company of someone I love for the rest of my days, and yet I know that I am still quite young to be overly concerned, I still fear loneliness.
Reason for writing:
This poem is dedicated to my brother...
Birth sign: Leo
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