Wednesday, 27 January 2010

regret is best unspoken

Don't go and risk your hunger,
on a man who won't care.
You're hardly getting younger.
Find justice in despair.

Write a poem, or act aloof.
Dream of him if you must.
But don't dare to tell the truth.
He wouldn't like the fuss.

Regret is best unspoken.
It seldom helps if said.
Then no heart can be broken,
(though tears may still be shed.)

Dance all night and pray he dies.
No ache could ache enough.
Sometime soon, you'll realise,
you never were in love.

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