You are not mine; you are not lost in me
Not the lost I wanted it to be.
Lost like the candle lit in the day
Lost like a snowflake, that melted away.
Thoughts I have will never find you, still.
No spirit of us in memory, the flowers till wilt
Reminiscence as I am, it’s one-sided in might
Lost like the lost shine in the light.
Deep in a love, I wish I were out
I find that hope, and senses throughout.
The intensity remains there shatters the will
I hold on to a kind of thing that remains unrequited–