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Wasted

Love is wasted on youth,
love is wasted on you.
In full, radiant bloom,
agonisingly yours for the taking;
one blade among many in the long grass.
Magnify my memory &
keep me alive;
it’s a choice.
What am I in your mind?
Something dark, obscure, free,
something to fight;
you against me.
Why do I write love letters never sent?
A message hurled into a void again.
I don’t want an eternity of stars
til they fall & shatter,
burn up & don’t matter;
only right now.
Only I can’t grasp it,
can’t define it;
it slips through my fingers like mist
& all I’m left looking at is the past.
Are we too selfish to love each other?