New Age Shakespearean

I saw her walk by through the thick, obscure haze.

I reach for her but she does not notice me.

She unknowingly walks through life’s maze.

She continues through life and does not see

the burning love that I once had felt

for her, begins to fade away forever.

My heart will wilt and begin to melt.

I begin to lose faith so whatever.

She notices me but it is too late.

I continue through the days of life lonely.

She reaches for me but only grabs hate.

I turn my back on her and am lonely.

Finally, we meet but it isn’t much

We touch, feel a rush, and begin to clutch.