A part of my heart
I never found out how to undo a love,
Once it’s yours its forever, it’s indelible stuff,
It dwells in the heart and may never vacate,
It’s bags can’t be packed, doesn’t have a suitcase.
I tried and I failed to undo a love,
I worked day and night but it just wouldn’t budge.
In the end I gave up and accepted the truth,
It’s part of my heart, here to stay, win or lose.
A knot that was tied and cannot be undone,
A thread made of gold from which memories are spun,
A promise to cherish, two hearts intertwined,
The thread tangled up, but the knot it survived.
I don’t try any more to undo a love,
Instead I look back to how lucky I was,
And I keep to myself, when I’m called to reflect,
That if love is forever, so too is regret.
© Joseph G Dawson
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