You say you love me,
but you don't know me.
You will never see
who I'm to be.

Four days past.
Your love can't last.
You went too fast.
Now, I'm past.

My mind,
my heart
you can't find
or tear apart.

Now, I will disappear,
slip through your fear
because I can't stay here.
Destiny lies beyond the clear.

Untitled (Based on an old poem)
by, Melissa R. Mendelson