Random Poetic Thoughts

You were always someone else's to give away...

A lost whisper of "...good-bye.." carried by the wind.

Someone's dream reached my ears moments too late.

I heard you sob and could do nothing.

I was powerless to you.

You never realized I was a part of your heart until it was too late.

Remorse and regret are useless feelings that do nothing, help none, and bring more pain.

I never took your heart,

I merely saved it for someone else.

You were an unreachable enigma in my dream's dreams.

I never held any warmth.

Not for you, for anyone.

Not even for myself.