To

To begin with, entering its chance, knowing
To digest the inconceivable
To let in the oversized
To simply allow the thought of it
   to the willingness to bare it all, lies, lies...
To see and never to see again
   to know... to never see again
To the one whom once was there, indulged
To the deepest core in care, I see in vain
To the strands of knowledge of passing time
   to the folds of thoughts
   to all that you've given, all the bright signs
To the gloom which follows
To its occasion when darkened souls
To the slight tear in its eyes
   to the departing of love, abyss...
To have loved and lost,
   and simply never having its love at all...

*Rajwinraj*