The First That Wasn't by rmpWritings
The First That Wasn't
Is is possible to know heartache
when you have never known love?
My reflection stares back at me
searching...
I think back to the us that wasn't;
might I be different
had you stopped talking about 'what-ifs'
and just took action?
might I see myself different
had you not opened your mouth with words
but opened mine with yours?
Was this the beginning of the end
when there was no beginning to start with?
I think back to the first kiss that wasn't
searching for an answer,
searching for a scapegoat.
My reflection stares back at me;
sorrowful eyes searching within me
pondering 'what-ifs'
instead of taking action.
Is it possible to know love
when you've never known heartache?
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i think a certain heartache does allow us to appreciate love all the more you know...my teen years were pretty brutal in that regard...the betrayal and for a while it bittered me greatly until i could let it go...
ReplyDeleteA poem of the searching young. That quest for a soul/life/mate/partner. It's as though we are programmed for life to seek that otherness to fulfill that empty place. You articulated the experience well here. I felt it.
ReplyDeleteLove and heartache go hand in hand. If you know one, you're bound to, sooner or later, know the other.
ReplyDeleteLovely.
I definitely felt heartache in this. Great human capture...the questioning, the heartbreak...nicely done.
ReplyDeleteSo poignant is our search for love and then finding it, the heartbreak at times...the what ifs. all expressed here so well. I felt the pain, the searching. Well done!
ReplyDeleteIs it possible to know love
ReplyDeletewhen you've never known heartache? ...good question... and oh the what-if's.. they never take us really somewhere instead to more and more pondering...well penned..