I whispered our secrets to the north wind,
Little knowing they would reach other ears.
I dreamed we had an everlasting love,
But those dreams turned out to be illusions.
Opposites attract, but some opposites
Are too polar to accommodate change.
Sad truth: regret and loneliness endure,
Though our lives drifted apart long ago.
Like an achingly sad song, our lost love
Remains on constant replay in my head.
A full moon lies cradled in the treetops,
And you sit here in the back of my mind.
Copyright © Robert Haigh 2020