Passion is not something that can be controlled
To be infatuated with someone is a longing for the undying devotion
In a person’s pursuit for that love one may be succumbed to the passion at that moment
This person may not have been looking for this passion
Nor did she believe herself to want it
This person broke a promise to herself
A promise which can never be taken back
She wishes she had done things differently
Changed the course of that fateful evening
But nothing can change the past
What is done is past
And yet there is still that longing for more….
More of what she did not want in the first place
A longing for the replacement of a love she lost
A longing to be in the arms of anyone
As long as she was assured the safety of that person
She doesn’t care anymore
Does he love her?
Does he even care about her?
None of that matters now
What’s done is past, and all she can hope for
Is that this love is real
That these arms in which she feels so safe
Are the suit of incomparable devotion
That they are true to her
And shall never let her go.

09/21/2001

Posted on 09/21/2001
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