I remember back when love was all that mattered
I was young then
And I’d never experienced it
I guess that was why..
I didn’t understand what it meant to love
Or be loved
And I’d long for it
Dream of it
Search every set of pretty eyes in the hope for it
I remember falling in love
And being fallen in love with
How it felt like anything was possible
How the world seemed to melt away
In those moments…
Between sheets, between eyes
But that was a long time ago
I watch that version of me
This child with bright eyes
And although I recognize him
I know that it just isn’t me
I don’t love like that anymore
And I don’t know why
Maybe I’ve seen too many dreams die
Or maybe there’s only so much
In each of us
To give
And when it’s given, it’s gone
Or maybe I’ve just become too aware
Too accustomed to the reflection in the mirror
But that passion has died away
And I remember this boy
That once lived in my heart
Dreaming of a life full of love
Never quite naïve enough…
And I wonder what he would think of me
The perfect imposter of all that a man should be
Strong, honorable, sincere, honest and PC
And not a drop of blood left
Of any passion in me
ⓒ 2006 Shawn Michael Quinn
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