A broad incision sits across the evening

i loved him with every fiber in my being, every cell in my skin.
he was something, someone i couldn’t have, no matter what he said.
forbidden love, reckless hearts, suffering spirits.
there was comfort in his embrace along with the pain and guilt.
nothing would change what happened nor what was promised.
how is it you always love and long for those you can’t have.
rationale is thrown away as you cling to any joy you can find.
ripped violently from this world and from my arms into eternal peace.
fighting the war he hated for the country he loved.
they always say love and hate go hand in hand, never seperated.
there were times i hated him and all that he represented out of reach.
there were times i loved him and all that he was to me.
its a bittersweet feeling, painful agony with astounding love.
when you love someone, when you truly love them, they never leave.
even when they are gone, they are in the back of your mind forever.