Ok I know this isn't bike related but I wrote this for Writer's Group today and I really thought it captured how I have been feeling lately.
Unrequited
Such a pretty word
Poets love the word
Un-re-qui-ted
Just saying the word makes me feel poetic
Group it in with Azure, Tympany and Onomotopeia
And you got yourself something special
A true blue died in the wool Lizard kind
Come on baby Light my Fire - Doors Lyric
But their wrong, They are all wrong
Un-re-qui-ted
Is an ugly word
A word that falls from lips like kisses don’t
A word that means No
A word that means Never
A word that Scream Loss
There is no
Come on baby light my fire
Try to set the Night on fire
Un-re-qui-ted
The word means alone
The word means Isolated
The word Screams Forsaken
There is No Mr Mojo Risin
Only
People are strange when you’re a stranger
Faces Look ugly when you’re alone
Women seem wicked when you’re unwanted
Streets are uneven when you’re down
Un-Re-Qui-Ted
It seems the Lizard King knew it well
As Do I
So don’t give me poems of Unrequited Love
So don’t speak to me of unanswered hope
And dreams Left to die alone and silent
Un-Re-Qui-ted
To me the word has a special meaning
To me the word is a screaming mirror
To me the word is a Wailing wall
To me the word is Me
www.xkcd.com
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