Not
caring that my eyes would blink and give away my mood.
I
knew that I — I’m smart like that — should
toss away the gloom,
But
nightly I would creep alone to ponder in my room.
I
didn’t care to walk in light — the
sunshine seems to wait.
I’d
rather sit in lonely shade, with pity for my state.
It
seemed I’d ever wait – for what? I
didn’t have a clue.
I
looked into such lovely eyes — then suddenly I knew
That
life again was worth the toil — the
eyes I saw were
I
feel the pain, and yet sustain
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I feel your pain...for lost love...
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