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Upon awakening in the morning light I can feel the emptiness surround me. I who profess an undying love have nothing in return but my aloneness. Somehow I have convinced myself of being loved by the one I profess my love to so freely. My reality is lying alone where the only warmth I feel is that of my passion for this forsaken love. As I dream I fantasize of a love I desire to be yet shall never be. I have grown to know that being in love is the loneliest experience one can ever know if its recipient does not nourish that love. In knowing this entire. Why can't I just lay this feeling aside? Why can't I cast it away as it has been so easily by its intended? For I know it is neither welcomed nor wanted. Somehow in knowing this it does not make my love any less a reality to me. Thus, I shall allow this eternal flame of love to burn on within me. As I continue to believe that all things are possible as long as one has faith in love and life. ©Sonji Rush
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