Conflicting Motives

Maybe it wasn’t love.
Could possibly have been hope
filled with infatuation.
This could be my logic
providing excuses while
my heart still skips beats for you.
But we both know,
you and I, are temporarily here.
Filling in the void of wasted time,
before one of us makes a decision
and moves on.
Maybe it was love.
I owe no one an explanation
of the memories I enjoy,
and continue to enjoy.
So, why express this?
Love?
Hope?
Infatuation?
A fickle combination that set
my soul on fire,
that burns my veins still today.
He is one of those beings,
that rattle in my mind.
Jessica Saunders
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