Lost

One without empathy, and one with the most,
flung together in the world from the ends of the globe.
Your moment of amusement with my overture was fulfilled
then tossed away like a newspaper without one ounce of guilt.

You profess lifelong love renders you easily bored,
so you let the windfall of such oneness remain unexplored.
Back to the parties and games that make up your world,
will you ever glance back to your gentle exchange with this girl?

Take stock and move on, or just spin about, so which way will you go?
Who could ever profess to know, except for one with such baggage in tow?
The key to untouched dreams still lies behind unopened doors,
but just what will it take, dear, to connect to that remote heart of yours?

Were your choices made to silence the inner voices of recurring fears?
Or are you just wandering through the myriad days and nights of your years?
So, is it lucky you’ve been or just randomly lost?
They were your choices, my love, are they worth what they cost?