A Change

I looked into your eyes,

The same brown eyes I'd gazed into only months before.

Yet there had been a change,

A subtle change~

But a change clearly seen by me~

You were mine no more.

 

What was once warm

Was now ice,

Like the wind blowing across my barren heart~

Only colder.

What had been easy

Was now hard,

Like in the beginning~

Only harder.

And what was once mine

Was lost,

Like a stolen possession~

Only impossible to get back.

 

The look in your eyes could've melted stone~

It shattered my heart instead.

They said, "Sorry" and "Forgive me."

But not "let me hold you" or "it's not forever."

And I realized that as you were saying good-bye,

It hurt you to see yourself hurting me~

And I decided not to hurt you as you had hurt me.

 

The look on your face changed.

You looked somewhat relieved~

And then you turned away~

And I watched your slowly retreating back,

Knowing that my life would never be the same.

Good or bad - it was the same for you~

But that didn't stop the tears from forming in my eyes,

Nor from rolling down my face. . .

 

You turned around once more,

A silent tear falling down your cheek.

I looked into you eyes~the change still there,

And turned and walked away,

Knowing that lingering would only make the gaping hole in my soul bigger and blacker,

And more alone than even I should be made to bear. . .

 

ã 1996 Janelle K. Vargas

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