The Shadow Of Lost Love

When I remember love and how it felt.
Like a game of cards; A hand was dealt.
I could hold what I had or I could fold.
Felt lucky and it was wonderful to behold.

How it took on a life all of its own.
Then slowly more cards were shown.
It became more serious but still play.
How I remember it even until this day.

But eventually life it shadowed love
As reality evaded fantasy from above.
No longer was love as it should be.
Other things became important to me.

Sense of self and lost freedom realized.
Forgot what it felt to look in your eyes.
Liberty and pursuit of happiness jeopardized.
Neglected and protected friendship terrorized.

Things we used to hold in common together.
Destroyed by a change in the calm weather.
Intimacy replaced by an impending doom.
Love shadowed because there was no room.