Hurt

My soul begins to stir, as my heart mumbles while i

sleep, i now know why i walk with this constant tear

upon my cheek. My days are filled with dreams that

shall never come to pass, for time has no meaning to

those who have lost their hearts. With every new

relationship a spark of hope is struck, but as the tale of

life would have it, i would soon be out of luck.

This leaves my heart with a question, more painful

than a loved one's death, will i ever find true happiness

before i take my last breath ?