Longing is cruel
A game relived by the fool
All are subject to it’s rule
At least most are according to my thumb…

My futurethoughts prevent me
My presentlust tempts me
Should I entertain the idea of you?
Should I attempt to explain what I’m feeling for you?

Could we deal with the short-lived?
The uncertainty of the true-loved?
A Worthy investment of time and energy?
Or simply glorified fallacy?

2 Responses to “longing”

  1. This poem is very straight up and honest. I like the fact that you didn’t attempt to resolve it; you just left it like a thought that crosses one’s mind.

  2. drevolutionary1 Says:

    Wow, I’m surprised you caught that lol. I wasn’t sure how to end it, but I realized it was fine the way it is. It’s self-explanatory. Thanks for commenting!

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