You are my acceptance,
She is my future.
You are what was,
She is what’s now.
You may carry on existing in the pits of my wishing well,
She is my granted wish.
You may continue to linger around me,
She walks with me.
You, i may have lost, but
She fears losing me.
You, I loved, but
She is the reflection of my love.
She’s meant to be,
She proves it to me continuously.
You remain my mystery
To which I desire no more.
© Melissa Murdoch 2009
