By Melissa Majewski
Date: 1 June 1998

Dangling

Love is for always, not one day and maybe
the next.  Love is a bond, a feeling that is
never destroyed.  So how do you say, I will 
love you today as I did yesturday, but I know
I will not love you tomorrow?  You, then, have
no love in your heart.  You only lead me blind
into a dead-end cave, alone.  Knowing the whole
time that you will leave me, and I will be lost.
Yet you whisper sweet songs- I love you, I need
you- to keep me proceding.  I wonder aloud, do 
you have a plan, a set day in which I will be
tossed aside as if I were nothing, meant nothing?
What am I to do when the one I love and want
forever is soon to become my deepest pain?
Lying his way further into my fragile heart
only to continue the set idea of abandonment.
Though I ask myself, am I angry that he is 
knowingly torturing me, or am I to say it's okay, 
it's how you feel?  I try to understand, but my
heart only cries and asks why he dangles my love
along to sson cut it loose at his command.
No, I can't understand.