Men Don't Listen and Wayne L. Misner 2016©
Falling in Love with Someone You Can’t Have©
(By Wayne L. Misner www.MenDontListen.com, MenDontListen@aol.com)
Meeting you was by chance, becoming your friend was our choice, but falling in love with you I had no control over.
I should not love you, or care as much as I do, and I should not live my life wishing you were mine. I’m not supposed to wonder where you are or what you do…I’m sorry I can’t help myself, I’m in love with you.
I know your dreams, because we talked. For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. I know your pain, because you trusted me enough to share. I know your fears, mine are the same.
We are friends from far away. Our lives so different yet the same. For now we play
our parts that are all that's left; Never knowing if our hearts would have met. Two
opposite people, in so many areas, always asking, and “How was your day”? I'd call
you my friend, but that's a lie. You are more precious to me than the world's diamonds
and gold, but I can't tell you that, how can I be that bold?
Albert Schweitzer wrote, “At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.” You did rekindle that spark that had died within me.
You are the great poem I dreamed of writing, the masterpiece I longed to paint, and you are the unreachable star I reached for in my impossible dream of the ever hopeful quest for life fulfilled.
However, you are like a beautiful flower that is in someone’s garden, off limits for me to pick but, a delight for me to admire.
We must remember those whose lives we touched and who have touched ours will always be a part of us, even if the encounters were less than we would have dreamed and wished for.
The greatest mistakes we make are the risks we don’t take. If you feel someone will make you laugh, has that certain passion and wants to make you happy, you must go for it so that you won’t live the rest of your life asking, “What if?” and telling yourself, “If only.”
It’s hard to pretend to love someone when I don’t. But it’s been harder to pretend I don’t love someone when I really do.
Sometimes people choose to hold back and watch love walk away, not because no love is there but because they are just so afraid of the risk of loving and losing again.
No love can hurt as much as the love that can never be and no thought can hurt as much as the thought of a love that could have been. I never knew until this moment how painful it is to lose someone you never really had.
So let me end by quoting Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet:
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow.
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