Entwined, by Emanuela DeCenso

Long ago, you told me I was wonderful

Long ago, you told me I was the most selfish person you know

Long ago, you chose to condemn me

You chose to coerce

You are sadness that walks

The loneliest of talks

Long ago, I used to love you

Long ago, I used to forget you

Long ago, I used to loathe you

Long ago, I used to want you

Now, you and I

Seem to simply float in a cloud

Talk to each other out loud

Are we allowed,

 To join the crowd

Of hopeless dreams and desires

That bound us together in eternal fires

Entwined