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I’ll Never Get That Chance…..,

To walk, 

barefoot on those sands.

Nor see that smile,

or hear, you laugh.

Why do I drink……?

When it makes me cry.

Never one for sentiment.

It took time, for empathy to grow.

And I wish it hadn’t !

I spiral, in the depths, 

each …..night.

Wishes ……..like silent pleas.

It never gets said.

I’m too shy, say.

Of the passion, I have known.

Once intense.

But oft, far too brief. 

I fear love, is not …..for me.

Nor life

Nor happy ever after.

Giajl © Jim Love (LL)