Away from me she runs, <br /> and after her I go, <br /> as reminders of the past are found again. <br /> <br /> Sometimes it's worth the walk, <br /> to stroll down memory lane, <br /> but mostly, it is just not worth the pain. <br /> <br /> The loves my life has known are not forgotten, <br /> 'nor are the lessons taught to me by those once dear, <br /> I have never known a love that's just gone rotten, <br /> but, I've had many loves just die from simple fear. <br /> <br /> So, who's afraid today? <br /> is it you or is it me? <br /> or... is it both of us, <br /> and both refuse to see? <br /> <br /> Within the recent past we've known the laughter, <br /> and now you know a slice of me that even I don't, <br /> and yes, we ask ourselves ' Is this what we were after? ', <br /> and in the asking, have we doomed the love we've known? <br /> <br /> It does not grow, so then we know it must be bad, <br /> we have misplaced the love that once we truly had, <br /> in a way we are together going mad, <br /> ... Oh! , Dear - - - How sad!<br /><br />Barry Van Allen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-sad-4/
