Wasted dreams, and wasted time.

The clock is ticking down, and what is there to show for a life so full of promise, a future full of hope?

A world of possibilities, wasted.

Wasted love, and wasted energy.

The fires still smoulder but there is nothing to quench the burning desire, the yearning for more.

Nothing but distant memories now, of so much time not spent in the arms of the one I adored.

What a waste.

2 thoughts on “Wasted

  1. I think this speaks to so many of us that have experienced “wasted” time. Time that would have been better spent in the arms of a loved one, but instead we focused on something different. Well said.

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