Walk Away


I look back on what happened between us

Only occasionally

When the right song comes on

Bringing the far away

Deep in thought

Look to my eyes

 

It’s almost like feeling for a ghost

An amputated portion of my life

A limb lost

To moments lived

So long ago

 

I went through the motions

The hurt, disbelief, anger

The forgiveness

And now moving on

 

I can no longer pretend to ever understand

Why you walked away

I just know

I wanted us more

 

At some point I stopped asking why

Coming to peace with our goodbye

I moved onto new love

Then here you come

Your words contradicting

The picture your actions paint

 

I know this crossroad

A choice I must make

With my hand raised

To his lips for a gentle kiss

The far away look is washed away

 

I choose my path

To take his hand

and from you

This time, I walked away

Can’t Compare


What I have here with you,

Can’t be compared,

To anything I’ve dealt with before.

Illusion has been swept away.

Bringing me finally,

To this day.

I see now the difference,

From the infatuation,

The passionate lust,

And what is real.

I used to feel an overwhelming desire,

To let my feelings be known.

A fear secretly grasping at my joy.

Reminding me that this wouldn’t last.

That I would eventually lose this company.

Words would spill over the edge,

Petal to the metal of the relationship.

Every overture available used.

Just to express the passionate feeling.

Lust and fear mistaken as love.

That much more tender,

With the walls and gates lowered.

Only in an effort to feel.

In effort to find the only piece missing.

Now I see and feel much clearer.

The others playing as teachers for my heart.

Showing me to recognize the truth of your company.

Old fears are easily dismissed.

The true feeling is finally here.

Brought to the forefront.

It’s easily seen by your simple actions.

The words sit on the corner of my lips.

I feel the phrase pass between us when we kiss.

These words unspoken,

Can’t be compared

To those spoken so freely by others.

I know I will hear them,

When the time is right.

I know when I do,

The meaning will hold more weight,

Than when they have ever been said before.

You couldn’t ever be compared

To anyone before.

They were never the one,

I was waiting for. 

In Order To Fly


Standing back,

Holding at arm’s length,

Take your time.

Feet firmly planted

On the ground.

Holding rigid

With a mended heart’s

Biggest fear.

 

Walk cautiously,

Tip toe

Leary

Of opening up.

Fingers grazing,

Brush along old wounds.

Scars left so long ago,

Serving to remind us,

That in order to fly,

We must take our time.

Fading Memory


Small town

Making it hard

To hide

To leave

Unfinished business

Far behind

Shoved away

Out of sight

And out of mind

Forced to face

Moments

From the past

Ghosts

Emotions

We choose

To ignore

In an attempt

To move on

In life’s

Infinite ways

To force us

To grow

And deal

With these

Vulnerabilities

Insecurities

And hurt

Eventually

The lesson

Is learned

In the time apart

My rose-colored glasses

Have been removed

No longer blinded

By my once

Great love for you

Now

It’s no longer

About disappearing

To move on

It’s about

Staying right here

Where

I have always belonged

Now as I grow

Becoming my best me

You become a faded face

In the background

Fitting

Like a fading memory

Freeze


What can I do?

I want to hold on

To this feeling

Freeze this moment

Here in time

When the sun

Always shines

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

With you

I’m not afraid

That the glass slipper

Will break

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

So this moment

That steals my breath

When I see no other

I will freeze it

So I can always

Savor the memory

Move Along


Imperfectly perfect

Is my life,

For my happiness

I always strive.

My set of rules

My set of beliefs

I choose to

Not cater to you

For me to be

Happy

I will be loved

As I am

For who I am

Not molded

Or sculpted

Into the monster

Who does your bidding

So as I am

I will remain

You can move along

Out of my life

I will move along

To someone who loves me

As me

Then they

Can call me wife