Monday, June 19, 2006

Emotional Baggage













When I look upon your pretty face,
I wonder who it is I see,
I sense your beauty and your grace,
Your heartfelt love in lingering gaze,
But all I see in you is me.

I see scars that can never heal,
in the softness of your touch,
I taste old wounds that are hurting still
Even as gentle as your feel,
I can only feel so much.

In your laughter, in your voice,
All good things that never last,
Oh it's you, in you I rejoice,
Tho' try as I might I haven't a choice,
fighting the doubts of my past.

I never knew the person you are
All the while I was only a ghost
How near you were, but still so far
How you made sense, yet how bizarre,
I am haunted by my memories the most.

And I am sorry I hurt you
So sorry it's come to this
You know I never meant to
Let between us my past remiss

But I loved you, you knew that
That I could not conceal
Even with the little that I had
I did love you still.


But I couldn't go on, you see,
Until I learned to love me.

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