infinite game . . .

seconds become hours
hours become months
relentless this pursuit continues
was a game, now obession.

what is the aurora that surronds my being?
my eyes, my beauty, my mind, my heart, my sanity?

fascination with a purpose no longer recalled.
determined to witness the ultimate fall.
who knows . . . who cares . . . who remembers why?
the result, the culmination, the answer much sought and awaited.

i loved him . . . i love him . . . and forever i will love him.
he will forever be a part of me . . .
morning, noon and night . . .he consumes my soul . . . .
i cannot eat . . .i cannot sleep . . . .without him i will never be whole . . .
i believe in a belief . . .i have faith in faith . . .i eternally wait . . . a wait not in vain . . .

maybe . . . just maybe . . .the infinite game will now cease . . .