God, the joys of love. You reach out to me with pleading eyes and wait for a reply, but the moment your gaze turned on me I was already gone. No matter how hard you cry or the words you speak, you will never reach me. I’m a shadow to your eyes-a vision you will never hold or touch; i’m a dream that will never be. Perhaps later, when there has been time to settle and we meet again, there will be more than a detatchment between us, but for now-before I have even turned you away-I’m out of your grasp.

Can you lose what you never had?

 Song of the Day: Vienna by The Fray