Lost love
You disappeared out there
somewhere diffusely in the fog,
like some ethereal phantom
vanishing, dissolving in the mists
with nothing left behind
except what could have been,
some bitter disappointments
and a painful mess of memories.
Still you exist
out there somewhere
and waiting only to return
in hopes of my forgetting
all the negative misfortunes
and the inexcusableness of your lacks
of sense, of order and of faithfulness.
But I can not forget.
The memories will haunt me
never leaving me in peace,
while all my comfort is
all that which could have been,
the love that went out like a phantom
and the soul of purity
that never could materialize.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2008-12-03 at 10:38
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