Where We Never Look--The Forgotten Places

Now I Know

I cared so deeply, I cared so much.

I wished, waited, longed for your touch.

I was patient; I could wait,

You told me, "I too will hesitate."

You promised me fools' gold,

And I took it; putting everything on hold.

Just to see, just to hear,

Your words so kind; I had no fear.

But then I guessed, after days and days,

That I was being used; I was being replaced.

But, you say, the space between us was too much,

And so you took lust over what might have been love.

I remember your promise, "This isn't just a fling,

"I'll wait for you forever, you're the wind under my wing."

Now, here I sit, painfully aware of the hollow in my chest.

Maybe if I did better than my best.

Maybe if I had called you Friday night,

Maybe if I had begged, pleaded out of fright.

Maybe if I had clung on tighter,

Maybe if I had been more of a fighter.

If you had heard my tear-soaked cries

And sobs of disbelief and sighs.

I wonder if then you would have chosen to stay.

And I wouldn't have to remember my birthday

With a shroud of pain,

And no hope of gain.