Have you ever known
what love is?
I don't;
I have never been in love
I love everyone
I see from the day
I began to learn
But I can't be in love,
and know what it is
when I don't see
I see a mirage in my dreams
blurred and unclear
I imagine it must be hard
for him to stand still and wait
till I catch up with him
and I am left wondering
in the mornings
if I am as unclear and blurred
to him as he is to me
I am real and I am alive
I can't be anyone's dream;
clear or blurred
it is a hopeless hope
and I shouldn't dare
to hope hopeless
I trim my hair
wait under the stars
to see the moon
that will come up soon
but always fall asleep
to the blurred skies
and don't ever see
the moon rise
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©VioletEden
23rdMarch2017
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