No Regrets

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nz_marie
nz_marie
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At first friendship, we just clicked
There was a spark, a hint of something rare
I saw myself, the essence of me, in him
It was like looking into a soul mirror

Then love like no other, love so overwhelming
Wonderful and painful, almost too much to bear
Emotional overload, I know now what they meant
I found my soul mate, but everything was wrong

Time and distance against us, fate was cruel
To have him I would have to lose everything
I could give up my life, but I can’t ruin theirs
Love really does hurt, it’s not just a saying

Never had I known true love, nor such pain
But the agony was worth it, he woke me up
Before him I was dead, existing in the dark
The spark turned to fire then almost went out

But for a time I knew sunsets and magic and passion
Then it faded away, left with treasured memories
A glimpse of euphoria, forever saved in my mind
Never would I forsake the pain if it meant losing the joy

Love completely
No Regrets

nz_marie
nz_marie
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AnaLeePleasuredAnaLeePleasuredabout 17 years ago
A Mirror

This was like looking in a mirror. Everything, especially about waking you up. It is all worth it all the pain even, if it woke you up to feel again. I understand you.

AmyfriendAmyfriendover 17 years ago
Love lost...

but never to be forgotten.

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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A painful truth ~

With love comes pain

Without pain's hurt

There's no love with which to flirt;

It all becomes bland indifference.

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