ILL-FATED

I miss you

It was the edge from where I stood when it broke

The fall wasn’t so bad,

enough to dampen checks with tears that stain and prompt rational considerations to which are unwarranted  

You could’ve been the one, 

to grow old with,

share ambitions,

dream with

You should be my best friend

Fate demands otherwise

What a cruel world that is lived denying happiness to one in most need of it

I understand all that you are,

never to change a thing 

I’d dance for you,

till the dawn of time,

if only fate would allow

Instead, 

the edge broke,

and I fell