When love in time decays, <br />when it looses all of its respects <br />and you cannot come my way, <br />when it is only filled with defects <br /> <br />and on the street we do not meet <br />while you awkwardly walk pass <br />not even be able to greet <br />as if there never was <br /> <br />anything between the two of us, <br />then walk past me <br />do not pause, just catch a taxi or a bus <br />as one that is totally free: <br /> <br />do not even look back to me <br />just let me be. <br /> <br />[Reference: Sonnet 49 “Against that time, if ever that time come” by William Shakespeare.]<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-love-in-time-decays/
