Love Withers.....

Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear: it is there most pure, perfect, and unlimited where its votaries live in confidence, equality and unreserve.

---P. B. Shelley

....there were constraints, rules, jealousies, fears (internal and external; real and perceived), time limits, boundaries.......

..... The door was closed....... My words, my prayers, my acts of love....all off to somewhere...some of them reached you but you discarded them...never giving them a thought or a chance.

I reached out in love...always...to help....to comfort...to lead...to just be.....

I called out...always out of love and giving of myself for whatever and whenever....

But the love has withered under the pain and the constraints and the fears and the jealousies and....is but lost....forever..............