When Will I…

So many challenges
I’ve faced
In this life,

Very technical
Engineering requirements,

Daunting leadership tests,

And perilous operational decisions.

But for each
Of these quandaries,
I had formal training
And years of experience
To help bound
The problems…

And I got
Very good at answering
The related questions.

But then there’s you…

And my abject failure
To be yours.

Now,
Now I’m not much good
At answering questions,

Questions like…

When will I stop thinking of you?

When do I finally give up?

When do I accept the loss?

When do I succumb
To that future
Which will never be mine?

And most painfully,

When will I…

When will I

Ever stop loving you?

 

© 2018 W. C. Stacia, Jr.

32 thoughts on “When Will I…

  1. Some people are tattooed on our hearts and branded on our souls. I guess we must learn to live with the feelings and hope the ache dissipates one day.

    I can feel this poem, my friend. Beautifully written and heartfelt. 🙂

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    1. Thanks Brandi! That is a wonderful way to frame the main issue…. “tattooed on our hearts and branded on our souls.” I suggest you take that phrase and turn it into one of your creative works! It’s just so clear and evocative!

      So glad you liked this piece, and as always, I very much appreciate your comments! 🙂

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      1. You’re very welcome, Bill! And thank you for the kind compliment, but really your poem brought out that thought. The groundwork was already laid! lol 🙂

        Hope you have a beautiful Labor Day, my friend! ☺️

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    1. Yes…precisely right. And how, how does one ever move beyond that point? Perhaps it’s impossible and simply another aspect of our human condition.

      Thank you so much for the comment Marta! Really, really appreciate your interest and feedback!

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      1. One can only move beyond that point when the opportunity to meet a new person appears. At that moment there is new infatuation which might evolve and become love or also stay the same if it is unrequited. When a person is infatuated there is a permanent dissociation between mind and heart. Infatuation is an irrational projection of the self onto another person. Dante’s Beatrice became his lifetime infatuation and inspired him some of the best verses ever written: Divine Comedy.

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      2. “Dante met Beatrice when she was but nine years old, and he had apparently experienced love at first sight. The pair were acquainted for years, but Dante’s love for Beatrice was “courtly” (which could be called an expression of love and admiration, usually from afar) and unrequited. Beatrice died unexpectedly in 1290, and five years later Dante published Vita Nuova (The New Life), which details his tragic love for Beatrice.” (source: https://www.biography.com/people/dante-9265912) You should definitely read The Divine Comedy. It is one of the best poems ever written.

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      3. You are welcome. When love is just one-sided it remains eternal infatuation. In Dante’s case there was no sexual experience as far as what studies say. In other cases, we might have had a complete love experience (intellectual and sexual) with someone, but somehow the person left us. It was their choice and we need to respect that no matter how hurting that is. The wounds will heal with the passing of time and become our scars: https://momentsbloc.wordpress.com/2018/05/25/that-evening-english-catalan-versions/

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    1. Thanks Tara!!!

      There just seems to be an urgency and discomfort when I think about this. A deep hunger and pain that never seems to end.

      All part of this beautiful, painful tapestry we call life.

      Yes, beautiful nonetheless.

      So glad you liked it, and as always, I so much appreciate your comments!

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