How Should I Feel ?

I really should have asked,

I guess I knew the story.

If I had spoken sooner maybe,

This ending would have been in glory.

Disappointed ?

Perhaps a note of that,

Yet all my dreams of you,

Are fallen into the chasm,

Where hope fled the coop.

It is the divine comedy,

Working through my life.

Where I made welcomed plans,

To find and win a wife.

Despondent ?

Not really, though I crave,

The days when a love comes,

Helping me to share more light,

The very heart of wanting you.

In a way I understand,

How love could show desire.

Then blow me off my feet,

Scorched by an unrequited fire.

Annoyed ?

Of course that would be futile,

The comings of a travesty,

Are not under my control,

Only mine, the waiting room.

Could my time be served,

If all I did was crave you?

I bless the day I noticed,

How bright the world I knew.

Grieved ?

No, for I love you still,

Despite accepting I'll not hold you,

As the lover I could be,

When life is lived for you and me.