If Only

they play with love as if it were a game
and an other were just passion to be tamed
while accepting all the energy we have to give
uncaring if enough were left for us to live…

We give our love, they return wrath
can this be our destined path…?
and so, once more, we look within to find
the parts of self we almost left behind

Love that overwhelms is never true
no matter what they say, it's what they do
that brings the truth within our sight
and when darkness overwhelms the light

the only choice left open is to leave
and then, once gone, allow ourselves to grieve
for all the love that might have been
if only they had been our friend…

? Michaelette ?

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