bon courage

Few years later,
the plot was lost,
convoluted intricacies
hid the main cause.

Gone were the sweetness,
the lingering taste.
but love's more wholesome
it's not just a mere passing phase.

It's hard to forgive,
as we are no saint.
But time would soon heal
the slow burning pain.

Years from now
you will look back with fondness.
only the good memories -
the moments of shared happiness.

Cast aside
the scars and trepidation,
Move forward
again with youthful anticipation.

Embrace the world
with the bravery of a child.
The world will lead you again
with a hint, perhaps, mild.

-cj
Sept 16, 2010

a dedication