When love in time decays,
when it looses all of its respects
and you cannot come my way,
when it is only filled with defects
and on the street we do not meet
while you awkwardly walk pass
not even be able to greet
as if there never was
anything between the two of us,
then walk past me
do not pause, just catch a taxi or a bus
as one that is totally free:
do not even look back to me
just let me be.
[Reference: Sonnet 49 “Against that time, if ever that time come” by William Shakespeare.]
Gert Strydom
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