| I did not know T'would be this bad to lose a love I never had. To say goodbye and never know Which way the sands of time would blow. At times I feel so close to him Yet other days The outlook's grim. So many times In days of late I see no choice but sit and wait. And yet the anger spurs me on to recognize A love that's gone And then the faith and hope comes back I find my world once more on track. But soon I see it as a game-- "Why can't I call him by his name?" And why is my life up to him -- My ups and downs left to his whim? The hollow ache I feel inside As if the magic Love has died The tears I shed are more each day I struggle on To find a way To break this bond so like a chain that nourishes my endless pain. In sleep alone I find my space Yet wake to thoughts I can't erase. Thoughts of things I need to know Like if his love for me will grow? And if he misses (just as much) the sound? the sight? the scent? the touch? Do thoughts of me invade his head-- at work? at play? at home, in bed? Or was I just a passing fad-- In love with love I never had. |
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