I fell in love.

I fell in love once before. Regreting how it ended burns my heart. Wishing i could have it once again is irrelavent. Not knowing what I had at the time, I lost it. Hoping, praying, craving, longing, yearning, for something that hs no time limit, schedual, or appointment. My heart needs it, my soul wants it, my mind hungers my thoughts for it. It tattered my spirit when his spirit left me. Like a bee sting to a newborn babies skin I felt such hurt. Knowing that the old flames we had would never set fire again, i weep as I dwell on it's memories. It's something that I never had before take hold of me. come back... Relive again within me... Give a raptured soul of sorrow another chance. If not... I pray that while you are blessing poeple with your presence you remember me. Love

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