You dreamed of seeing me up there, Alas, I never made it; I moved beyond, to other things, And your hopes slowly faded Oh yes, you had so many plans For this fly in the ointment: I was a minor talent, but A major disappointment
He loved her with a desperate hope.
Where is the life she’s meant to know? She cannot say why it is so, But she is lost inside her thoughts; Her spirit tangled up in knots. The bright girl of whom such great things Were said and thought in days gone by; Now sits and wishes she had wings To leave all this … Continue reading "Where Is The Life?"
she loves you, but she cannot be your lover: she gave her heart, and she can give no other the book is so much more than just the cover — she loves you, but she cannot be your lover
... such as it was, and is.