Remember me, because
You knew me.
Or I’d touched,some place.....
Within, your heart.
That perhaps,
had struck, a chord.
Would love,
be such a burden on my soul.
I’d weary, at its thought.
A sense, of lonely ......abandonment.
A yearning, to belong.
I dreamt that, of such, nay....
I suffered, because of it.
Sometimes, there’s a sadness, that....
Just, washes over you.
And envelopes, your soul.
Happiness,
is sometimes an event,
that can be shared.
Sometimes,
it’s a moment,
you can give, to another.
Unbeknownst to them,
or anyone.
Then
It’d be my choice to give.....
Giajl © Jim Love(LL)