A lifetime of longing
No way to explain
The depth of devotion
The horror…. the pain.

The loss and the sadness
The shame and the guilt
No way to convey
What I wanted or felt.

No end point or boundaries
Now that you’re gone
The sting and the shock
Reverberates on.

The tease of a dream
Fleeting at best
A glimpse and a moment
During slumber or rest.

I watch from a distance
You’re doing fine
I hear what I’m missing
You’re no longer mine.

You keep her close
You kiss her good night
You tell her you love her
You hold her tight.

You said … forever
Then walked out the door
I wasn’t enough
You wanted more.


Photo: enrichingrelationships.org

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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