Such heartfelt anguish and pain, expressed so well deserves to be reiterated:

IN THE BLINK OF AN EYE
I blinked my eyes and you were there
With thoughtful phrase and words of care.
A shadow force of emotion and rage
Today is gone I turn the page.

From light 'til dark we wander alone
Through the maze of life we've each been on.
"Why's" and "how's" are left unsaid
"No reason for lies." whispers in my head.

The hours go by with words of "we must"
Laughing aloud and desperate to trust.
Each night is the same or so it seems
He signs off with "hugs" and I with "sweet dreams."

Time goes by too fast for real life
A figment perhaps or a dream to suffice.
To hold in my heart for one more night
The promise of truth and pervading insight.

I blinked my eyes and you were there.
In my days and nights too much time to spare.
A brief moment in time which seemed so long
I blinked my eyes and you were gone.

I blinked my eyes and you were there
With thoughtful phrase and words of care
A shadow force of emotion and rage
Now you are gone and I turn the page.

TRUST

In the grand arena of life there are no secrets
"Tell me yours and I'll love you," you said.
But as I look through your eyes and into your soul
I wonder how many times you've said this before.

Tell me who you are and how you've survived
"I'll take care with your heart," you said.
So I take out the key that unlocks my world
And I hand it to you on a platter.

Trust is the answer to all that we want
"I'll cherish it like a flower," you said.
But suddenly my world falls from the shelf
And all that I am is shattered.

I lay in a pool of shame and humiliation
I should have known better than to give it away.
Hearts don't come cheap but I put mine on sale
My soul is flat, it really doesn't matter.

From twilight to midnight and on through to dawn
My thoughts wander like mist on the moor.
My mind doesn't stop, like birds in flight
My drugs are your words through the dark night.

This is from me, my sister/friend: cherish your heart and give yourself love...this is going to bite him on the ass...no karmic brownie points for this kind of behaviour. Concentrate on what you can learn from it, without being bitter or afraid...I've been there, too, and I know that like Sandy Paton once quoted to me when I was in despair about my mom passing away...

If I had a thing to give you,
I would tell you one more time
That the world is always turning
Toward the morning.

luvyakat

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