Friday, 21 January 2011

An Old Friend.

Its a familiar pain.
Nauseating, relentless.
It's not your heart. No, it wasn't quite there yet.
The sweet music of happiness rings through your ears.
Like a foreign body, not your own.
Guilt overshadowed by sadness...
There will be no welcome party for this emotion
It has not been missed.

You don't know what you got till its gone...