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Hanging On Too Long

Sentimental doesn't do it justice,
It lacks the depth of hope unrelenting.
Delusional doesn't account, just this
Doubt for which I'm constantly repenting.
Hope springs eternal, but muddied waters
Are wont to flow from a well nigh to dry.
The flame, of hope, of love, burns far hotter
Though it be quenched by eyes too dry to cry.
Yet in holding on too long, I may lose:
I may not see missed opportunity;
May not catch meaning of your fleeting glance;
Until it's too late, and time seals my fate—
But I'll hope and pray that you may perchance
On rethought, let Cupid's arrow find mate.

Copyright ©️ 2024 H.K. Longmore

Silence, Ye Fears of the Avoidants!

For my sister, who correctly guessed this was inspired by her situation when she read it.

It was smooth sailing when first you two met,
You clicked as random parts of happy dream!
You knew no commitment, to make you fret
Or stare down the dream, in eyes a harsh gleam.
But something made it real, took scene from seams
Of dream; into realms of possible let.
Reality, to your head a hard beam,
Or in your eye it makes vision all wet.
Now your system's in fight, flight, fawn, or freeze.
To confront your fears, excruciating.
To run away, not look back, it's a breeze.
Break-up could be ameliorating.
The solution's not terse, won't fit in verse.
Confront fears, or worse, relation in hearse.

Copyright ©️ 2024 H.K. Longmore