It is always good To remember the grooms name Embarrassments abound From misgotten ques and stepping Backwards on hems
Ceremony still pulls on me Despite evidence to the contrary And displeasure at the situation During the first dance I whispered your name
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Everything is grey and cold If your no longer mine I canot shelter in your warmth Or take comfort in your eyes I hate to think of us alone Mirror images of greif When no one else can understand This mourning part of me
I fear that I have fallen deep Past all of my intentions
While passing time may lift me up There is no turning back To the time there was before You inprinted on my life My experience has taught me Your pain is impossible to forget Carrying with me always the gulit Of what ifs and maybies
What if who I love the most Is heatbreak deep and black
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
On my way home...
He didn't understand It's the journey that's important but she got off the ride Been traveling for some time now Her destination seems vital too