apersonaljourney – stories of love

I think it was,

really I do,

I go back and forth

only between me and you,

yet, I cannot,

for the life of me,

this travesty

explain away,

a broken heart,

an unrealized life

moment.

The foggy window,

stating words

as the cold air

was left outside,

and the expression,

her look

such confusion,

an indignity

to the beauty of her soul,

that which I had,

well, I began,

I mean, this night,

was about,

I wanted to,

just say it.

I stood alone,

watched her drive away,

‘is this all there is’

‘is

this

all

there

is’

couldn’t get past

that phrase,

such is a hurtful declaration

when one knows

nothing

about the other

in a moment,

in just one brief

moment.

I watched her

drive away,

and then it began,

my pain, our pain,

our, my, we both

found a need to

go away.

Yet I never

stopped

imagining,

I never began

a newer life,

I never believed I would go through life,

in a panic,

when the thought of losing her

twice –

I lost you once,

now,

I’ve begun to cry,

for the second time

it seems,

when in the moment,

when recalling a dream

seems

so incredibly wrong.

I know I have begun

this

before today.

I know I have begun this, again,

today.

I know I can only feel this

one way.

© Scott F Savage 2019