Le Désir

In days of yore, my heart did soar,
For him, I did implore,
His love, I yearned and more,
But cruel fate did deplore.
Eyes blinded by love, mind deafened to reason,
I pestered him for nuptial season,

But as time passed, my heart did freeze in trepidation,
And I left, with my heart cut and scarred with devastation. In my departing hour, I committed a heinous act,
A cold and callous move that left him racked,
With remorse and guilt, my heart did contract,
For the love we shared was torn and cracked. But life went on, and in a distant land,
I found love anew, with another man,
And though my heart still aches, still can't stand,
Memories of my first love, the one who got away, always at hand. I wonder if he thinks of me, his lost love,
Or if he's moved on, soaring high above,
But my heart still beats, my desire a glove,
Longing for what could have been, the price of fate's cruel shove. So I smile and move on, but deep inside,
The echoes of my first love still reside,
A penitent yearning that I cannot hide,
Regretful longing, forever by my side.