what never will be...
Though you thought I was far from you...
wrapped up in my own world tightly...
I was ever by your side, feeling it too...
and knowing it would never be...
No matter that I fought the feeling...
it was there, as it had always been...
waiting...longing...filled with sorrow...
and wishing it had never awakened...
So how do I stop that which I feel?
How do I stay away from wanting you?
How do I remain your friend a while?
So I may know you when next we meet...
Painful though it is, I endure and smile...
for pain is a friend I know and cherish...
it has kept me company all the while,
as I traveled, keeping me alert to this...
...this warmth that enters smiling at me...
when your presence touches my soul...
and fills the vastness once empty...
now glowing again...now whole...
© 1995 Terry Schorer/Quelonzia