Emotionally scarred but
Mature enough about it...
The most splendid song of despair
that I have ever sung...
~~
Marigolds were yours...
The dark moves on a quiet night.
Every shadow holds a candle, bright...
another year draws to a close
with my feelings only stronger...
It always was mid-spring
or late summer when we would...
Lay in my lap and lie while there.
Swear that the sun sets blue...
I wonder if my simple words,
cut the way that yours do...
You were my shade tree -
on a hot summer’s day...
Complete me you do
because I am nothing and...
Do come and watch the sun with me
It won’t take long...
A part of you wants to scream.
Wants to say, don't do this again, it's not worth...