Between the present and the past.
more so between the past and the future.
Is it a betrayal to be in love again?
Is it a betrayal to still be in love?
Am I desecrating a memmory?
Am I defiling a possiblility?
One knew me before the darkness.
One loves me inspite of it.
Though were it not for the first
the darkness may have never come.
Though maybe the darkness is there
to stop others from trekking that path.
Am I fooling myself?
Am I fooling him?
Was it supposed to be different?
Is it supposed to be different?
I fell in love,
I slipped in darkness.
I fell in love,
I burst into the light.
And now I am torn between the shadows of two lives.

11/03/2003

Author's Note: Mixed emotions as old memmories resurface and anniversaries creep up.

Posted on 11/03/2003
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