This magnificent woman who I was in a deep relation with; recently closed a special portion of our lives. She was a goddess among my dreams and aspirations. Even if she wasn't as intelligent or beautiful as society deems fit; to me she was as beautiful and wise as any goddess or scholar. She had the personality that would leave you breathless not due to extreme beauty but because she was so funny you wouldn't be able to breath due to the laughter. If given the chance I would have made her mine. Even if I feared speaking my mind, she gave me the courage to do so. Endlessly I would try to please her; or at least speak to her even for a moment; her acknowledgment of me was enough to get me through the toughest of days and most unforgiving of nights.
This Woman; regardless of stature, looks or intellect, was and is my rapture; in my eyes she was my Venus.
Although that part of our lives is over; I still exalt her. As I recollect my thoughts I begin to think that this may be getting a bit detestable. A heavy hearted former love who understood the reasons yet deny the presence of this fact.
Ah but I guess the heart lives on; forever to endure the hardships of relationships.
This former petitioner longs for his lost flame. As the days go on he tries to forget; but this causes him to hunger. But he has control over his being thus allowing him to continue his life as it should be with the small glimmer of hope that this flame will once again; ignite...