The candle’s still burning, melting down fast,
Rosebuds in a vase, how long will they last?
A quiet little table, perfect for two,
So romantic a dinner, just something to do.
Conversation is present, though nothing is said,
Both hearts are willing, but passion is dead.
One’s mind is on another, one’s mind is on sleep,
So why did they bother? Love just won’t keep.
I wrote this poem after a extremely dissatisfying date with someone I had been with for years. It illustrates how time can change your perception of events. Our relationship survived that rough patch and we went on to have two sons together. We stayed together until his death. Had I given up then, my life would, most likely, be very different today. Also, I was quite young and self-centered at that point in my life.
This poem is one of early attempts to write poetry and it brings back many memories.
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