Love, unrequited

I wrote this on  back in the summer, but thought I would share for a new friend. I’ve changed one word from the Helium post. Now you’ll be so curious, you’ll make me a penny by going to take a look…

Time is the cruelest master
its face you never see
it whispers soft and low
the best is yet to be

But slowly time erodes
your hopes are washed away
it laughs at you for thinking
real love is on its way

Your arid soil it crumbles
hope scatters in the stream
as tears fall soft and sullen
a new sprout becomes your dream


About writesome

I've been wanting to do this for a while. Now I can type instead of pen scratch in a journal. It's an experiment, but isn't life. I wish you joy and happiness. May life bless you and may you bless life. View all posts by writesome

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