• At first i didnt see you, you didnt seem to notice me either.
    But slowly but sweetly we grew closer.
    It wasnt till it was too late that i realised that what i felt
    for you was more than just friendship.
    My feelings were so discreet that they crept up on me.
    Instead of cupids arrow, it seemed as if tendrils of love
    had gently and inexoribly wound their way around
    my heart.
    Before i knew what was happening,
    and indeed i would not care if i did,
    those tendrils that were once so gentle
    now turned breathtakingly sharp and they peirced
    my heart.
    it was useless to try and fight against the pull of love.
    Instead i welcomed the rip that tugged my towards
    something that i knew nothing of.

    But then everything shifted.
    The tendrils which led me to love, became like clinging vines.
    As i feebly struggled against the tightness of their grip
    i could feel the bittersweet burning within
    my heart.
    If this downward spiral did not cease i feared that
    i would lose part of myself so i let go of the belief
    i held in the love that gave me so much happiness.
    I gave up in trying to make it work.
    The vines desisted and the tendrils retreated and i could feel the wholeness of
    my heart.
    It was complete.
    I mourned the love that i lost but rejoiced in the victory i had won against the vines.

    We are friends still, and you have no idea
    of what has passed. How do i explain to you that
    i no longer feel that way towards you?
    Are you currently battling with the clinging vines?
    Or still reveling in the caress of the tendrils?