I love you…
You don’t love me…
You will never love me…
You will never love me again…
And again I hold your pictures…
And again I dream of the old times…
When our hands shared the other tenderly…
When our lips were thawed of that wintry ice…
And again when we were embraced as one…
As one we were ready to share a grave…
As one we were willing to choose…
You, my angel, and I your demon…
Still, you will never love me again…
Still, you will never love me…
You still don’t love me…
I still love you…








Beautifully penned, Daniel. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian