Arkell's Ark: Unrequited Love
Ian Arkell's poem suggests that maybe love is meant to hurt.
Is unrequited worse, or
is the pain the same?
They say it’s better to have loved and lost, than…
but I wonder if they know, wonder
if they’ve felt the pain, the absence,
sense of loss
triggered by a fragrance,
change of season,
the softest sigh
memories of a distant time, of laughter, purpose,
a life worth living,
each day a joy, the sun
upon your shoulder…
unrequited, lost,
the pain’s the same,
the wound as deep,
maybe love is meant to hurt
