Trails of disappointment… I’m reminded when I glimpse back. My choice seemed rational at the time. Convincing myself was easy, because the path of solitude was no longer appealing. When the foreseeable separation happened, nothing I could do but weep.

I had desired passion, companionship, something lasting; but I settled- Convenience had convinced me, “he is here right now”- and my past relationships pressured me, “don’t let this one leave”. Fooled by my own thoughts and enamoured by him; my own path became invisible. My focus was centered on him. The things that were once exciting lost their appeal. How did I journey this far? In a state of wishful thinking?

Now each time I look back, I’m reminded by the trails of sadness. I became unsatisfied when my desires were unmet. There were nights I felt alone, when all I had was a lousy photo of him to look upon. Unrequited love was what it was- And all I wanted was for him to love me back. Now I must walk the lonely path without a friend to hold my hand, or his voice to comfort me- until I find the one I seek.

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Shauna-Kay Cassell

I was born in Jamaica and have been residing in Canada for over 20 years. I graduated with Honours Bachelor of Arts degree at University of Toronto, a Graduate Certificate in Public Administration at Seneca College, and a Masters in Business Administration (MBA) at the University of the West Indies, Mona. I've worked for the former Ministry of Children ad Youth Services (now the Ministry of Children, Community, and Social Services). Now I'm a Court and Client Representative for the Ministry of the Attorney General. In my spare time, I write press releases, blogs, and news articles for different organizations, including my own website. I write about experiences about travelling, social justice issues, relationship and spirituality. Visit me at

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