To Be Continued

I think that was you, looking at me.

A haunting stare- both aware

But to what degree?

Our freshness and fervor, 

I could sense even then.

I wish I could see you, I want to give in.

She awakened your soul-

This is something you mind.

So you pour another drink,

And do another line.

To ravish or relinquish? 

To remain or retire?

Answers thrown away-

Questions here to stay.

I say you've always wanted more.

Someone to adore.

Alas, I was mislead.

And though no tears were shed---

Author's Note

Please leave any thoughts or comments, whether good or bad. Ignore any grammar problems. As a background: this is my second poem ever written and I am 21 years old. Thanks!