Hopeless Love 1

Sorry guys I had to switch my username. This first poem is not mine, it was anonymous. I posted it into a secret love's Honesty Box on facebook. The number 1 corresponds to me, the number 2 to his responses. 1 Since hopeless of thy love I go, Some little mark of pity show; And only one kind parting look bestow, - One parting look of pity mild On him, through starless tempest wild, Who lonely hence to-night must go, exiled. But even rejected love can warm The heart through night and storm; And unrelenting though they be, Thine eyes beam life on me. And I will bear that look benign Within this darkly-troubled breast to shine, Though never, never can thyself, ah me, be mine! 2 Upon whom have I cast my gaze From everlasting darkened haze Unknown in this persisting daze? Thy words have rung with soothing knell As if from graceful golden bell To follow as I slog through Hell. Tell me not, if 'tis thy will, But of this I shall wonder still... For be aware that words can kill. 1 Zachary, thy words cut deep ye know that I never sleep wake I do and wake I must for I behold what is not just Alas, young heart, I'm filled with strife there's already one in my life A mistake last night I did make I did not mean thy heart to break I confess I care for thee this is not something I can be Once I find thy gaze on mine unknown to thee my heart doth find a burning wraith, a harboured spike the arrow through my heart doth strike For if ye knew who owned this heart ye travel far, and fast apart just ye know that I do make room in my heart, although it breaks Darkness falls, for you and me for you and I can never be. Always together, eternally apart. 2 Am I, then, doomed to walk alone With face of sorrow-hardened stone? Would that you had never spoken- Alas I fear my heart is broken. 1 Only words can ne'er tell the pain with how from grace I fell In that moment sayeth I "He must know, I cannot lie" In this tragic, tearful tomb, in the darkness of the womb See ye light, and who's to blame? ye know not who nor whence it came In this act hear ye my cries I must ne'er show my disguise Believe not we are all the same Ye must ne'er know my name When doth the line e'er greet two lines which should ne'er meet where doth the line blur above the place where friendship turns to love the bird flies high against the sun there will be more, but more than one Through the night moon I did wake and thought I on what I did spake Selfish I, avert mine eyes from the weeping foolish cries of something I should ne'er be and someone I should ne'er see I did not mean to hurt thy heart although 'tis true, we still must part Another time perhaps we may and I will let my heart stay but though a part of me doth die I must be gone and say goodbye. ___________________________________ So an update on this story, well...it blew up in my face. Total backfire. Its hard to tell the difference from feelings for those of the opposite sex. This what not to do when you 'fall' for your best friend and already have a boyfriend (I dont know if I could even call it that, I think I may just have been confusing things). I can't tell him...ever. What's the moral of the story here? Never EVER share feelings you cant act on! Gah!