Inspired Poetry

Doubly Requited Love

Captured, separated, she doesn't even know.

Know that her love, the one she has given her heart to, is gone.

Gone trying to save her, his undying love contrasting his fading life.

Life filled with sorrow and sadness, separation and loss.

But that loss was numbed when they met.

Met at night, violin serenading their exchange of glances.

Glances stolen with shy curiosity.

Curiosity also shared by another.

Another who was dark, dark where her other love was light, broken pieces that the light was trying to fix.

Fixing, he said, was for naught. He wouldn't love again willingly.

But willingly was not taken into account as he fell for her.

Her love for the light was easy where her love for the dark was torn,

Torn apart by his conflicts, the demons in his life eating a path.

A path that she declined. She chose the light.

But the light was doomed, as much as she denied it, doomed worse even than the dark, and just as tortured.

Tortured is what she felt as she was taken, the light trying to stop it.

It was a lost cause and only exhausted the light, mixed with the loss of his lifeline it was to much for him to bare. 

Handled with care his possessions were cleared away.

Away was still where she was, unable to be found.

But before he was gone the light found out the love of the dark to the girl.

And the love that the girl shared for the dark.

The dark had hid it at his best, hating his emotions for eating himself away.

And before the light's departure he was glad

Glad that the dark would take care of her, knowing his inevitable fate.

A fate that she still didn't know.