This is the unclaimed love department.
To all the lost loves out there still roaming about in our hearts.
To all the ex's that still give us pause when we think about them and wonder.."what if".
To that girl or guy on the road, train or bus that you locked eyes with for five minutes and you saw your life and children with them but never spoke a word.
To that person you rubbed shoulders with and it felt like home but you only saw their face from the side.
This is the unclaimed love department.
This is the unclaimed love department.
Your only here when you read it.
While you read...its ok to think about them, look through the missing files.
This is the unclaimed love department, in here we're just people who missed great chances.
This is the unclaimed love department, it's ok to smile that smile that you can't smile when you're out in the real world...it's ok.
This is the unclaimed loved department.
The winds of time freeze here.
Held down by the memories that you can't let go
Held down by just the fact that you remember
Held down by our creative imagination that fixates on the "what if".
But it's ok...this is the unclaimed love department.
While you're in here, read through those files, read about what you never realized with her or him.
Sit at a desk or on the floor on in the couch over there by the window with your stack of files in your lap.
It's quite ok..this is the unclaimed love department.
These files stay here.
These memories are frozen here
But thats's all they will ever be because we chose other paths...other people.
Not to say that's wrong but thats the beauty of life...love is found not prescribed
So those unexplored roads that we never chose wind up here, stored, some to be forgotten, some not.
But that's ok...because this is...The Unclaimed Love Department.