Your heart
ran out and met mine
though I knew then
and you did not
that it would never work.
I must forgive you
for not knowing
for reaching out
with an innocence
that I knew
would be gone one day -
and when it did
leave
in its place
a man, a stranger
who once stole my heart.
Love dies an early death.
I hope it was all worth it -
your wish to live well
and love well?
'cause something
must be worth
all this heartache.
