you told me just how much you wish

for me and you to work – you’re too sentimental
for your own good ‘cause man, you can’t see
it’s just a
crazy dream you’ve had -- heav
and hell, you swear, you’d move for my love

you seem
to take unrequited to new levels. And then, me

with a lukewarm mind and a
frozen heart cased in a swell
of hatred for your affection -- o
i think heaven
is somewhere far away from you and your life
~Dana Quell
May 20, 2001